Mother nature is at it again

Blobs of cotton wool are sprinkled on the hill,

leaving behind the daffodil.

And a gentle breeze flows down the vale, 

 and out to sea there is a sail.

A Chapel sits majestically on top of the hill,

 and it's a spectacular sight, despite the chill.

All this, set against the backdrop of the Jurassic coast.

This is a part of England I love the most.