They’re so stinking cute! It’s going to rain for the next couple of days so I think these blossoms are going to be gone soon. Keeping that in mind, I wanted to capture a few more images of my favorite bumbles. One of them buzzed into my head today by accident. Both parties were uninjured.🩷
Once the cherry blossoms reach peak pollen stage, the humans suffer greatly with allergies, but the bumblebees party hardy. (I saw a few honeybees getting down, as well.)
As is my normal routine this time of year, I chased bumblebees around the tree. I’m sure my neighbors think I’m daft, but I don’t particularly care. I love to be amongst the pink canopy watching the creatures pollinate. Sometimes I even see butterflies, but not so much lately, and that gives me a lump in the pit of my stomach.
Back to the bumblebees. They are docile, and they seem quite clumsy, but they have a mission. That mission does not include me with my phone’s camera all up in their grills trying to achieve the perfect capture. They buzz and tolerate me, but they despise close-ups. Trying to get a close-up of a bumblebee is like trying to catch a toddler who just found out about running: good luck.
These are a few of the photos I captured on my chase.
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Dandelions feed the first bees and also the bunnies. I know people consider them weeds, but they’re not. They are food for creatures that are hungry after winter. They are bright, joyful indicators of spring, and I’ve heard you can make delicious wine from the flowers. The greens are very healthy to eat, as they cleanse the liver.
When the dandelion petals turn to fuzz and their seeds can be dispersed easily, this is where most people have a problem with them in their yard, but I’ve always liked to make a wish and blow the seeds wherever they may go. I’m hoping one day my wishes come true.
I’m not the only one.
This is a photograph only post. The cherry blossoms are doing the thing. I’m so happy the tree lived.
As the sun continues to move to a stronger angle as spring approaches summer, I like to play with the light as it’s setting. I took a few photos with my phone the other day.
I saw this solar chandelier a few years ago in an outdoor accessories magazine. But I wanted to hang it inside, I didn’t want to leave it outside where it would get ruined by the rain. My mother always wanted a certain chandelier from IKEA that was very sparkly. We shared a love of sparkle. She also wanted a pink chair in her bedroom.
One of the first items I purchased after clearing out her room and making it into a sitting room, was a champagne pink, velvet chaise. A little later came the solar powered chandelier. I can turn the switch to activate the light, but to be honest, the natural sunlight hitting it late in the afternoon is more beautiful than any artificial lighting.
My flowers are starting to come alive now that we’ve sprung into Spring. I’ll have a post about my favorite tree – the Eastetn Redbud – coming soon, but until then, please enjoy these photos of what’s happening around here.
Cherry Blossoms – a poem about my mom and her beloved tree.
Ashes To Dirt – a poem about spreading my mother’s ashes underneath her tree.
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Purple Shamrock (oxalis triangularis)
Top of the mornin’ to ya.
I miss your smell of Wind Song.
I miss your voice like bubbling joy.
I miss your hands like swirling gentle breeze in the house.
But I know that living means dying.
And I want to live. I want to live.
And you, Mom, I want you to be the dancing cherry blossoms.
Go, be the dancing cherry blossoms.
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✨For my mom, who now is part of the soil beneath her beloved cherry tree. I know you can see your tree from all angles now.✨
Poem inspired by grief poetry prompt by Joseph Fasano, 2023
Your life without a computer: what does it look like?
With no screen to wrest your eyes away, you are free to look up, down, or any which way.
“It's Amy,” I said. 