Another summery picture to mark the fact that although yesterday was the longest day, today the sun will actually set later.**
We only have one tilo (the type of tree I grew up calling a lime, despite it having no connection with the citrus fruit) and at this time of year I always give it a wide berth as it is abuzz with bees, wasps, hornets and a host of other insects.
The tea made from the flower is said to have a calming effect, but the bugs don’t seem to be affected and they make me positively nervous; I swear you can hear the tree at 20 paces.
But perhaps that wouldn’t be very suitable information for a poem about young love.
** As usual, I am speaking as a native of the northern hemisphere as if nothing existed to the south: apologies to those who are reading this in the depths of winter.
The times in the table below are from the fascinating website timeanddate.com, where there is a huge amount of useful information and fun stuff: 
don't confuse the narrator 
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