Purple mints exhale fragrance
into the languid days,
and small native bees hover in the scented air
before descending into flowers.
Glorious green fields roll on
to the low blue hills on the horizon,
and all around is sunny and clear;
spring is everywhere shared
as the munificent sun pours radiance
on new life and happiness.
Crickets sing in the night; the earth rejoices.

Reg Naulty.