You’d have to put your hand down this hole to get honey Winnie the Pooh style.
Yesterday I spotted a swarm of honey bees flying in and our of hole in a liquid amber tree, most fittingly, since honey is sometimes called “liquid amber.” A knock on the door led to a brief conversation with the owner who said the bees have been in the tree for a few years. We gave the bees a thumbs up!
My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.
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