Twilight abelia

Late August often does feel a bit melancholy to me: energy levels are dropping, days getting shorter.  This is just when the abelia gets into its stride and floods the garden with a honeyed scent, so much more powerful than its diminutive blooms would suggest. Fending off thoughts of autumn for just a little longer.
A little play with the soft focus Lensbaby, this evening, in between bits of household admin.