For weeks, I’ve been meaning to post these photos. This blog covers stuff that interests me, plus what makes me happy.
I’m happy that bees like my home.
Bees the world over are struggling. I bee-seech you to bee kind to them.
Here in the U.S., seven species are on the endangered list, many others critically threatened as well. They do so very much for everyone, not just those of us who enjoy honey — they’re integral to the web of life yet their populations are rapidly diminishing.
With all this in mind, what a delight it was when I snapped these. It was a bright morning, right after my Saturday yoga. The outdoor perimeter of my home beckoned me in with aromas of the brunch my mom and husband were arranging: Persian toast, husband-made fig and kumquat jams, real butter, salty crumbly feta, lush green herbs, free-range eggs, and bergamot/green/saffron/cardamom tea.
As I reached to unlock the front door, “bzzz… bzzz… bzzz,” make me turn my head. Twenty bees, maybe more, hovered about the flame-colored blossoms that line my porch!
This U.S. Thanksgiving Day as on all days, I’m thankful for you, dear reader.
I’m thankful for my upright and furry loved ones — all safe, sound of body and mind.
I’m grateful for our beautiful world. For waking each day to life, that can be as tear-jerking awful as it can be watery-eyed amazing.
I’m grateful for bees, modeling how to live with discovery and purpose, flower by flower.
A fun video from a local Iranian-American father-daughter bee-keeping team…
The Huffington Post offers ways to help bees plus a video. For a start, tell your friends to swear off pesticides, be bee friendly, and vote pro-bee.