Written by The Bees are out in force
The summer solstice has passed; the nights are allegedly drawing in but my garden tells a different tale. Dull shrubs and bare branches have burst into a technicolour show that has also filled the air with a sweet perfume.
The Bees are out in force
The summer solstice has passed; the nights are allegedly drawing in but my garden tells a different tale. Dull shrubs and bare branches have burst into a technicolour show that has also filled the air with a sweet perfume.