Have you ever wanted to wonder why but just couldn’t find the time or the real motivation?
Is that laziness or being too busy or just not giving a damn?
So there you are laying in the clover patch thinking why can’t I wonder why and it hits you. . . a honey bee right between the eyes.
Are you allergic. I’m not.
I can pick them up and move them over for you.
If I a butterfly landed on your nose would you hold your breath and enjoy the moment?
I would.
I wonder where the nearest clover patch is.
Want to meet me there?
4 comments:
I got one out back, come on over.
I'm allergic to bees though.
(My name means "Honey Bee" - isn't that ironic?)
I'll move those little ones out of the way for you Missy. I've spent a lot of time moving bees out of the way so that they don't get stepped on, never stung.
Only ever been stung once by a bee -- and that was when I tried to hang out washing in the dark, which was probably a dumb idea. not allergic, but didn't enjoy the pain!!
I'll have to come over your way, in this part of the world it's the middle of winter and a bit chilly for lying on the ground!
a pub, a book, a beer
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