In the garden
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May
And Summer's lease hath all too short a date: ........
Sonnet 18. Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
William Shakespeare.
Summer is drawing to a close and it's seeds and berries time. The bees are extremely busy and there is still plenty of beauty around. It's a mellow time, a good time. I love my garden.
