We have had such a wet summer so far that it is hard not to go all ga ga when the sun comes out and bathes our patch of earth in it's delicious warm rays.
The garden and insects respond to the slightest bit of warmth and we are rewarded by the bold display of beautiful flowering plants lifting their faces to welcome the sun.
I couldn't resist picking some roses from my garden and spend the afternoon whiling away the time outside reading my favorite and most inspiring mag - Country Living.
The Summer Sun Shone Round Me - Robert Louise Stevenson
THE summer sun shone round me,
The folded valley lay
In a stream of sun and odour,
That sultry summer day.
The tall trees stood in the sunlight
As still as still could be,
But the deep grass sighed and rustled
And bowed and beckoned me.
The deep grass moved and whispered
And bowed and brushed my face.
It whispered in the sunshine:
"The winter comes apace."
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