Farewell to our wonderful Les Tennet star horticulturalist and nationally recognised floral arranger and a core team member for Halesworth in Bloom.
Les Tennet died yesterday in his garden where he spent most of his precious spare time. Award Winner of Best Front Garden in 2015 and seen here with his trophy he was a generous donator of stunning arrangements for the Church, for the Scarecrow Competitions and for all our HIB exhibitions.
He will be sorely missed for his joyful personality, warm heart and special Hurdy-gurdy laugh as well as his outstanding horticultural and floral skills.
He was 65.
While the sweet rain fell after Les died, I was reading this poem:
A Night-Rain In Summer - Poem by James Henry Leigh
Open the window and let the air
Freshly blow upon face and hair,
And fill the room, as it fills the night,
With the breath of the rain's sweet might.
Hark! the burthen, swift and prone!
And how the odorous limes are blown!
Stormy Love's abroad, and keeps
Hopeful coil for gentle sleeps.
Not a blink shall burn to-night
In my chamber, of sordid light;
Nought will I have, not a window-pane,
'Twixt me and the air and the great good rain,
Which ever shall sing me sharp lullabies;
And God's own darkness shall close mine eyes;
And I will sleep, with all things blest,
In the pure earth-shadow of natural rest.