My gardens sweet, enclosed with walles stronge,
Enbanked with benches to sytt and take my rest
The Knotts so enknotted, it cannot be exprest,
With arbours and alys so plesaunt and so dulce,
Thepestylent ayers with flaours to repulse
A morning of luminous pallid sunshine here at Aberglasney Gardens, quite beautiful in a quiet slightly melancholic manner, and very northern. So I seized the opportunity to dash around before opening to take some photographs.
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