A couple of weeks ago, I incorporated a visit to the Oxford Botanical Gardens into a bike ride.
I almost had the place to myself.
And so I had some time for peaceful reflections.
One of the happiest days of my life was spent under this tree.
I now stand here and send messages of thanks to the tree, to the universe for my life, and to a friend who serenaded us here.
Ye' Old Water Butt.
Too flooded to punt.
Too steamy to shoot.
I've bought myself a years pass.
I'll be back.