Last night, right after I finished my post about our lovely day, Maddie came in and said something very like "Mom! I have so excited to tell you!"
When I asked her what that was, she led me outside, with her explanation that she had held a baby bird... passing through the doorway, I heard a loud, strange humming noise, but didn't stop to think about it... "....I just picked it up and held it, then it flew out of my hands and over into (the neighbor's) yard!"
Wow, Madd. How amazing for you.
By this time the pluot tree (and its ruckus) had caught my notice again, and I walked under it to further investigate. It was humming and buzzing and vibrating... with bees.
I looked up. Wow.
How amazing. The children and I stood under that tree, on our patio, and watched them flit and hum and do their work. Dozens of them. Happy as can be in that beautiful, blossoming tree. Gathering and spreading.
Today we'll be checking into (again) the life and work of bees, you can be sure. The questions have already been asked.
I began to again notice the weather and the world around me. While it had been so dark and rainy in the morning, and I had imagined cold... I noticed on our walk it was damp, but really quite warm - somewhere around fifty+ degrees. Now the sun was peeking out from clouds, and it was so beautiful and promising again.
We drifted into the front yard, soaking in the Glory of the last part of this amazing day.
"Swing me, Mama!"How could I not?