Dawn, and from the east a yellow autumnal light filters through the hanging mist, softly illuminating the dappled silvery surface of the peaceful lake.

Introduction.

In her journal on 15 April 1802 Dorothy Wordsworth wrote:

When we were in the wood beyond Gowbarow Park, we saw a few daffodils close to the water side. . . . But as we went there were more and yet more; and at last, under the boughs of the trees, we saw that there was a long belt of them running along the shore, about the breadth of a country turnpike road. I never saw daffodils so beautiful.

Ambleside & the central lakes.