There is bounty here and not the coconut covered in chocolate one nor the wanted dead or alive one, this bounty is what nature gives to those that live with and respect nature

and nature's bounty is like finding five pound notes growing on trees which pleases everyone's eye.

When the morning sun lights up the vineyard it'd be very hard to find a richer place,
even the Old Lady of Threadneedle Street pulls a face when faced with that truth.

Now
I could bang on about it all but She's just called (no not to say  'I love you' ) but to say, time for tea sweetie.

And it's very hot
the weather not the tea.