Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Bursting into bloom....
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
There bees go courting every flower that's ripe,
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Pile in chaps, plenty for everyone.
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
It's going to be a scorcher
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
I see you there in glory shining bright,
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Oh Sunflower, weary of time,
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Where my Sunflower wishes to go.
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
And swathy bees about the grass,
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
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Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
See the wild flowers in their summer morn.......
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Summer is on its way.......
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Last defiant blast of summer......
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Tuck in chaps, plenty for everyone.........
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Glorious Sunflowers.....................
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Fantasy memories of Summer...............
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
As bird or bee or butterfly,
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Now, let's see you fit this lot back together.......
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Phew, almost back to normal
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Absorbed in the new scents, the sounds and the sunlight.....
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
The sunflowers gleamed in the noon day sun
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Turn your face to the sun and the shadows follow behind you. A Maori proverb.
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
We're open, come and fill yer boots.
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Got to be in here somewhere......
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Fantasy memories of summer.....
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Sunflower fun
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Sunflower fun
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Sunflowers stretched endlessly,
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Sunflower splendour
Tony / Guy@Fawkes:
Where my sun-flower wishes to go.