dear ollee n bee ~

when i add a spoon of honey to my tea,
i give thanks to a dozen bees for the work of their whole lives.
when my finger sweeps the final drop of sweetness from the jar,
i know we've enjoyed the nectar from over a million flowers.
this is what honey is: the soul of flowers, a food to please the gods.
honeyeaters know that to have a joyful heart one must live life like bees,
sipping the sweet nectar from each moment as it blooms.
and life, like the world of honey,
has its enchantments and stings ...
~ ingrid goff-maidoff the honey sutras

you never know what a day will bring, is what my dad always said. 

should your day bring a sting, know you can soothe it with a hot cup of tea and honey.

til tomorrow,

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seventy.five | three.sixty.five

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1 comment:

Bee said...

did you know that ollee, in a past life, was a bee in the south of france? just thought you'd like to know. :)