She walks in beauty

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meets in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress
Or softly lightens o'er her face,
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek and o'er that brow
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,—
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.

-Lord Byron

Somehow I think the poem is fitting for the mood of these pictures
that my brother took of me on Sunday after church
(at the hotel where our services are held at the moment).
This hair braid headband was probably my best buy from London.
I've been wearing it so often in my posts, that I think it's the best 2 pounds I've spent!

I really do wish the weather here is more conducive for visits to parks and gardens.
I really miss all the lovely greenery in London, Paris and Scotland.
And I miss the fact that I could wander in the parks and gardens
and have cozy little picnics without dying of immense heat.

Here are some pretty pictures that bf took
of the prettiest garden I've ever seen in my entire lifetime,
the Jardin du Luxembourg in Paris.
Truly, mere words can't describe it's beauty. I'll give anything to go back there again ♥

Doesn't it look like a place where dreams and wishes could come true?

♥