There is an old superstition that says Spring has come when you can place you can place your foot on three daisies - here they are.
These little daisies seen in the grass, caught my eye, as I walked through the old cemetery today. The name derives from the Saxon word meaning day's eye which was probably given as the daisy opens at daybreak and closes at sunset. In the language of flowers, it represents innocence. Here is the first verse of a rather long poem by Wordsworth - to the daisy.
In youth from rock to rock I went,
From hill to hill in discontent,
Of pleasure high and turbulent,
Most pleased when most uneasy;
But now my own delights I make -
My thirst at every rill can slake,
And gladly Nature's love partake
Of thee, sweet daisy.
