Yesterday they swayed back and forth like the masts of a ship in a storm at sea.
A bee flew round and round, trying to decide which flower he liked the best.
He just couldn't make up his mind. They all seemed so -- beckoning.
I imagine the range of choices and all that swaying was making him a bit woozy.
But he kept going, true to his beeness no matter how great the challenge.
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2 comments:
Foxgloves are my favorite - maybe I'm a bee.
I have enjoyed reading your blog. My brother and I tried to visit your island several years ago, but we couldn't find a way out. I'm excited at the possibility of trying to visit McNutt's Island once again.
Robert McNutt
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