William, Thank you for this sun-drenched sonnet! I like all of it! That said, I especially like the following stanza:
Hear bumblebee, it buzzes through the leaves
Of tarragon that reaches outward and
Above the sun-warmed deck, the mind perceives
A perfect napping spot I know first hand.
I just love the bumblebee and tarragon.
Sending best wishes to you for wondrous napping in your spot, my friend, Amy