Beeing There

 

The beautiful weather lured me out to do a little preliminary cleanup--cutting back dead stalks and stems of lemon balm, sedum, daylilies, and iris. Unfortunately, I can't do this for very long before my back begins to complain. So, I took a seat on a low rock wall and enjoyed the blaze of pinky-coral of the flowering quince. 


Soon I noticed that honeybees were at work. (Hoorah!) I tried to capture them, but, as I didn't have a tripod, the results are not very good. 
But still--bees! Such a welcome sight.

Then there was the matter of getting up from that low stone wall . . .
I don't mind being old--the number doesn't scare me. But I really dislike the physical limitations. 
Though I had to laugh at myself and my contortions--trying to stand without risking pitching over onto the stone path and landing on my pathetic knee.
It took about five minutes, but I managed.
Small victories.