made to hold
something hardworking and sweet.
Lately, while up the mountains running with the dogs, I continually bump into fat little bees questing for the sweetest flowers. I often stop, sit down in the wildflower patches and watch them as they fill their leg baskets with pollens. I get up close enough that we bump noses. Sometimes I talk to them as they work and tell them where I saw nice patches of balsam root. It might seem like a simple critter to watch but a lot can be learned from a little bee.