As you leave the Tennis Court and walk toward the main house you see on your right a long, sloping lawn, punctuated by flowering shade trees.
In spring this place is glorious with daffodils - eighty thousand white or pale yellow narcissus running in two rivers to the bottom.
There is an intoxicating time in April when the warm spring air carries their sweet perfume. They later fade into rivers of grass, then turn to hay that is cut in early July.
 
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