Here we are reminded of the man who sings of his love for his wife. She is the garden in which he can enjoy all the beauty that is with her. He enjoys it when he sees her blooming. Again and again, he discovers new things that she gives him in love. The buds that are there are blossoming more and more in the bond of love.
11 I went down to the nut orchard to look at the blossoms of the valley, to see whether the vines had budded, whether the pomegranates were in bloom.