“I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of golden daffodils
Beside the lake beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.”
~ William Wordsworth, I Wander’d Lonely as a Cloud
For some reason I find it challenging to shoot daffodils. Sure, I can get an image of them the same as I can any other flower, but photography for me is just as much about feeling as it is creating a photo that looks nice. While I love the sunny cheerfulness of daffodils they just don’t seem to speak to me the way other flowers do.
Yesterday I pulled out my 60mm macro lens and found something sweet in simply getting closer.