A Fleeting Glimpse

St Swithen graced us with summer sun; the garden responded with rapture!  Bees buzzed busily around the hives, landing precariously laden with multi-coloured pollen sacs. Damp, despondent flowers lifted soggy tissue petals to revitalise under the sun's benevolent rays.

 Through lush foliage a melange of scent seduced us as we brushed along goat track paths.  Just enough to restore our spirits in the search for the Ghost of Summer Past.