Lilac Window

we have a book about bees that I read to Marcel at night. It is really fascinating. They dance to tell were flowers are, they make honey, the drones have such a specific and almost comical role, each one has a special task. Marcel is interested in it all, but the Queen is is favorite. I think that has something to do with why, when he is playing with his friends, he always insists on being the “Queen”. He’s almost violent about it, screaming at the top of his lungs, with some sort of home-made crown on his head… “I AM THE QUEEN!!!” Maybe not so cool in a few years, but its pretty cute. Especially now I know why.

I dont know where these tiny purple flowers came from. I think they are mint. They better be mint, as I just ate a couple minty- tasting leaves…and Im not feeling poisoned yet. I don’t remember planting it, but it is huge, and lovely and it is always covered in BEES!!! Im so happy about that, although, I am not sure my neighbors understand the importance of growing flowers for bees.  Those bees are having a tough time these days.

As am I. Yesterday we had a rough time just surviving. People can make simple comments that really hurt. I have to get a thicker skin. I actually have a thicker skin, but somehow, this one hit home. Then Marcel fell and hit his head, and well, we’re pretty tired and sad about it all. I’m remembering the bees. It helps…grin.

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