wasp – Poetic Meanderings

Nudges

I’ve developed a fondness for flowers, and I tell you, if you take the time to notice, they are different each day, each hour, really. I’ve become enamored of bees, only recently realizing how many I’ll see if I slow down and seek them amid blooms near me. I have been standing under trees, findingContinue reading “Nudges”

Urban Meadow

“Many eyes go through the meadow, but few see the flowers in it.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson I see you near my elbow; I recognize that drop waist and slow and steady flight intent on finding some puff of pollen, a trace of nectar, and I dare edge near enough to snap your picture asContinue reading “Urban Meadow”