This one is called
“A Matter of Life and Death”

I first discovered this location several years ago on the road home from Erin, TN (where I had spent the weekend at a Civil War re-enactment).

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

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Paul S