bright December day
sunshine brings out golden gorse
optimistic bee
Optimist
18 Saturday Dec 2021
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19 Sunday Mar 2017
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As I write, a bee, seeking sanctuary from the cold March weather,
lands an inch from my pencil.
Keep writing.
He looks bit bedraggled; perhaps that’s what he thinks of me
though I’m probably too big to be seen.
I presume ‘He’ because it doesn’t look like a queen.
Up and down, he does a few press-ups, warming himself.
And off he goes,
looking no doubt for early dandelions or forsythia,
a rescue from this too early awakening.
Clearly not impressed by my writings.
10 Friday Jul 2015
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