One Good Thing

The hostas are in bloom. They surround the front porch and have stalks of beautiful violet flowers. I sat in the rocker today. It's near the edge of the porch. The stalks sometimes touch one of the rocker's arm rests. With flowers, of course, you get bees. Big, juicy bumble bees. As a child I would avoid flowers in fear of being stung. But as I sat in the rocker and 5 or 6 bees buzzed around me, it didn't bother me at all. I knew as long as I didn't impede on their mission I would not be stun...