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the bees speak in code
can we hope to understand secrets of petals?
Honey bees at work
Through the intense sun
And air choked with smoke moving
The bees keep working
The air in the greater Seattle has been filled with the smoke of many fires. Carried by the wind miles, a gift to be choked, I guess. The bees seem unperturbed.
in this morning air destructive rage blowing west the sepia sky
The featured image is out my front door, trying to capture the smoky haze that’s descended upon Seattle. My lungs hurt a bit, my eyes sting, and I feel for my asthmatic friends and the misery they’re going through.
dancing with the honey bees as they move skyward
walking amongst trees
sunlight climbing to the west
motion of my feet
the wind’s graceful arc
flowers moving through the sun
memories of bees
Today’s “Word of the Day Challenge”: Accidental.
sunlight from the east
this accidental beauty such a lovely day
As I wrote this post, Bill Wither’s “Lovely Day” came up, finishing up my last line.
May your Monday be, well, lovely.
The grace of daylight From the sky across the leaves This dance of the bees
Walking in the evening light, a bee moves from petal to petal. Summer moves forward.
Sunlight between rains And entertaining the bees Watching the clouds pass
Walked in Port Townsend today. This was song the Larry Scott tail. I was experimenting with some of the camera’s presets and built in functions.