Oh to be a bee in May

p1010069.jpgMy friends make fun of me because in May, I am so easily distracted. As we walk down the street, I drift in and out of the conversation. I listen to human voice with one part of my mind, but with the other part, I scan the flowery world around me, and every time my eye catches a bee, I leave my friend for just a moment…. I must, because every bee calls to me, its blimpy body moving so languidly through the air, purposeful but so graceful. Wouldn’t you love to be a bee? Think of it! Burrying your face in polleny puffs of color, drunk with scents of lilac and apple blossom….what a life!


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