Shakespeare as a blue collar worker, in a sort of hunky “Because I’m worth It” pose, with added flowers.
The hedgerows near my nursery school in Henley-in-Arden are what I always think of when I hear him naming his litany of flowers, like eglantine and gillyflowers, like cuckoo-bud and violets. (I believe Elizabeth Gaskell was also among the alumni).
I’m thinking of doing quite a few pieces on this subject.
Ah Shakespeare
