the blue muse

It’s not all bad, being a worker bee. There is nectar to drink, flowers to smell, sunshine to absorb.

So far, my summer has been divided between work and gardening.

Last week was a social week, time spent with two friends, followed by a weekend with two of the children and their significant others. My hermit self seems to be on vacation. And that’s okay. There are times for reflection and introspection, and times for taking it all in.

Soon, it will be time for jewelry making, getting ready for shows, more busy bee work. There is work to be done around the house, painting and sprucing up, and there are still two sections of weeds in the garden that I must tackle. But I think July is going to be a month for stopping to smell the flowers, as often as possible. There must be reading and relaxing, smiling and dancing, listening and loving.

There must be time to to simply bee.

Yes.

Care to join me?