Ever hopeful 2

Summer did come at last and, when it did,

it was one of those summers of poems and stories 
and country pictures,a once-upon-a-time summer,

it was hot day after day, week after week,

so that we slipped into a dream,

where we imagined it never ending,

a paradise world of long golden days.

Time stretched out into the pale far distance

and the mists that girdled the day about,

so that we seemed to be somehow suspended,

floating in them.

The Magic Apple Tree by Susan Hill 1982


Pictures from Great Dixter 2013 on a rare sunny day.