THE JOY OF FRAGRANCE-11
by Mary Gladys Meredith Webb
The fragrance of limes, when every honey-dripping tassel has its clinging bee, is like the hail of a friend. The poignancy of it and the deep note of the bees weave themselves into a circumambient peace, within which each tree dwells like Saturn in his rings. It is fainter in the outer precincts, deepening to such a breathless delight as one penetrates to the centre that it is difficult to remember which sense is in touch with the voice of the bees and which with the voice of the tree.Cicely Mary Barker - Fairies of the Trees - The Lime Tree Fairy Archival Fine Art Paper Print:
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