Characters: Faramir & Éowyn
Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me, but are being used for amusement only, and all rights remain with the estate of JRR Tolkien.
Summertime in the Walled Garden
The air itself was indolent; heavy with the scent of summer flowers, too lazy to move, so that it sat over the garden like a warm blanket.
In the borders fat, pollen-laden, bees lumbered from blossom to blossom before they, too, became indolent and dozed in the heat.
Faramir felt the thick, perfumed, air sink over him as soon as he stepped out of the stone coolness of the house. He fought off ennui just long enough to settle, like another somnolent bee, beside his preferred bloom where she slept on the grass midst other, smaller, gold and white flowers.
Picture taken in the walled garden of Baddesley Clinton Manor House this summer.