I came across these images atop this entry (that I took this past April) of a bee taking refreshment from crocus flowers in Central Park. Upon viewing them, I thought of a few lines from a poem ("Today") by Mary Oliver. Here they are:
In my case, the bees were not rumbling in my rooftop garden,* rather, they were "rumbling" (as I just said) in Central Park. I had gone to the park that day in an effort to take the day off from my busy mind, which at times (many times) is hard to silence.
This "confession" brings me to the entire poem that included the lines which I just shared. Here it is:
* Although the bees featured in the photographs included in this entry were not in my garden, bees have visited my place on occasion and I produced a mini-movie documenting their antics. It's titled, Here's the Buzz !
Moreover, bees are discussed in volume one of my Words In Our Beak book series.
Here's the purchase info:
Volume One: ISBN: 9780996378529:
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