Sweet summer's day strolling through the streets of Williamsburg and lingering in the gardens of the Palace. Hot in the southern sun, cooled by Viriginia breezes in the shade. Three hours later, we kicked off our shoes and stretched out in the shade behind the Capitol with lemonade, fruit, and sandwiches, and dreamed a summer's dream. . .
“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.”
― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream