I had to go back there. Twice in one week. The sky was so blue though, the day warm again. The hum of the bees today was almost deafening!
Oh the in drawn breath at the colours.
The irridiscent petals of the daffodils.
The scents.
Today I thought long and quietly about the privilege of being able to document this garden.
And the heaven of it.
Oh the in drawn breath at the colours.
The irridiscent petals of the daffodils.
The scents.
Today I thought long and quietly about the privilege of being able to document this garden.
And the heaven of it.
