Tuesday, June 29, 2010
a day in the life of a bee
Those foxgloves that blew in on the wind last year and planted themselves in the little garden next to the house?
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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