Bee and me
we are one
Labouring on
and up.
Ever Together.
Inspired by the multiple feeding Bees on the Aconite, currently in full bloom. And also by a 13-year-old me who wrote more or less what appears here. Thanks to the Bees for keeping going, on.
Great photo great poem 👌
Lovely! The poem, the aconite and the bees – lovely!
Lovely poem. 😊 I sit in my garden with all the flowers, sometimes meditating, and delight in the constant humming of the bees. Comforting somehow.
Every time I walk down the path with the Aconite I pause to listen to the bees. Yes, I think it is comforting too. Not thought of that ’till you mentioned.
What a beautiful photos, thanks Rev Mugo. Hope to visit Throssel early September.
Wonderful that you can come up here.