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