Late Summer Garden...

The garden is peaceful and clam. The sun is just setting, leaving all the plants in a shower of gold sparkling glitter. It is warm and the air is thick with the different scents of crimson roses and magenta clematis. Drunken bees swarm and buzz around the lilies that are spreading their white and pink petals wide, soaking in the last bit of sunshine before the night comes. The dark green leaves of the tomato plant contrasts sharply with the bright red juicy sweet tomatoes, which are hanging heavily off the drooping branches. There is a faint earthy smell of peat-moss and compost. Here and there little strawberries peak out from beneath their fuzzy green hats. You reach down and pluck one off of its clinging stem. It feels cool and soft except for the small ridges of the seeds sitting on the bed of red flesh. You pop the red ripe berry into your mouth and your teeth sink into its cold sugary depths. The strawberry bursts in your mouth and juice spills out in a vivid scarlet river. Once there is just the lingering aroma of strawberry in your mouth, you sit down on a comfy chair that has been warmed by the sun’s kisses. A soft breeze starts to tickle your neck and grab at your hair, carrying the comforting smell of tender grass shoots and little purple lavender stalks. You feel relaxed in this serene garden as the sun says good-bye with a soft warm smile and sails away. The flowers and insects seem to sigh as they relax into slumber waiting eagerly in their dreams for the sweet sun to touch them softly awake. You relax as well and closing your eyes, you fall into the realm of dreams...