The cannas just keep blooming and the bees just keep coming. Thankful for that.
For Cee’s Flower Prompt: https://ceenphotography.com/2017/09/19/flower-of-the-day-september-20-2017-daffodils/
This gorgeous wisteria bush is outside Martin’s Restaurant where we hold our weekly writing group meetings. I’ll show the entire bush/vine at a later date.
For Cee’s daily Flower Challenge.
Leftovers
New words fly at me in a swarm.
They do not mean to do me harm,
but still I feel beaten and battered.
They might feel they haven’t mattered
if I do not use them all,
and yet I feel the beach’s call.
The dog is clamoring to be fed
while I am writing this instead.
The guilt of it cuts like a knife.
I’ve got to go and have a life!
I save the words already used,
and lest the others feel abused,
I leave them on the page as well
to tell the stories they might tell
If I had the time to use them.
I hope you’ll take time to peruse them:
fife strife excel tell bell yell cell
The prompt today was swarm.
Ms. Bee, Ms. Bee, how much more lush could a sedum be?
(An interesting fact revealed to me by a bee scholar is that worker bees are females without ovaries, not males, so my former usage of Mr. Bee was incorrect. Now who would know that??? He who knows all: Forgottenman!!!)
https://ceenphotography.com/2016/09/18/flower-of-the-day-september-19-2016-dahlia/
This beach companion was fascinated by my Diet Coke. Pedro says this is proof that they actually do slip sugar into diet drinks here.
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He ended up submerged, in spite of my best efforts to dissuade him from taking the icy dip. This called for pouring the coke and corpus onto the sand. In lieu of artificial respiration, I blew on him and from a seemingly comatose state, he came to, crawled away, and in time flew away. I wonder how many watery graves this fellow has escaped.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 