Challenge for the day ... To seek out a bug and watch it do it's job for a while.
This is not a new thing for me to do ... I love bugs, and I remember many hours when my kids were small, studying bugs! I though one of the boys was going to be an entomologist! We had many one gallon terrariums with all kids of little critters habitating in them.
It has been a gloriously beautiful spring day in the Pacific Northwest! A welcome treat after the coldest April on record, and I believe the wettest May!
The plus side to the drizzly weather that we have had is that our native plant life is really LOVING it ... especially when followed with a couple days of sun as a treat! The rhododendrons and azaleas are blooming like I have not seen them in many many years! They are just so beautiful! So I decided to take a walk down the street to a little park. The hill across from my home is quite steep, and there is a lovely patch of happy butter cups swaying in the breeze.
Laying in the grass, and photographing up the hill gives a fun texture and perspective.
The air is fresh, and the drone of lawn mowers buzzing in the back ground is quite hypnotic. I could lay in the grass and nap ... I can't even watch the clouds go by, as there isn't one to be seen for miles!
The sun shines clement on my shin, and I welcome it's penetrating warmth. May as well revel in it as we may only have it a few days before it leaves us with a parting kiss of rain, again.
I staked my spot near a bright pink rhododendron in the sun, and right away saw and heard the humming of the busy little bees.
The fat and fluffy little bundles collecting pollen, flit in and out of each bright and welcoming challis of the tidy bouquets God has arranged via this genius plant! It is amazing to me that each blossom is uniform, but just as unique as each human ever created, or each snowflake! How can someone simply walk past such beauty, without ever stopping to ponder the perfect design?
I have no idea the name of this beauty of a blossom, and while there were no bees gracing her delicious colors, my camera begged to capture her forever.
Up close with plant life, and getting different perspectives on things is my interest when behind the camera. While I do like to photograph people, I do struggle with taking up a lot of their time posing and trying different things until I get the shot I like. I have been the one in front of the camera ... It can be a very tiresome role (though I do have fun with it when I get the chance!).
It was pretty shaded ... but I did happen to spot this little ant wandering around taking care of his chores!
Love the story of the Ant and the Grasshopper ... One of my favorites!
Photographing the bees is fun, but very challenging, as they do not stay still for long. Just about the time my camera gets a good focus, they are off to the next sip of nectar! I guess that is where that saying "busy as a bee" comes from! So true, so true!!
On my way back home, I happen to spot this tiny little any wandering down the street ... If you can see it in this picture, then I give you kudos! I am blessed and amazed that my vision is as good as it is at 43 that I can spot an ant on the road out of the corner of my eye while walking!! Both of my parents, and my brother, all have had heavy optical prescriptions as long as I can remember.
Home again, I breathe deep of the clean country air that I live so near to. I like my little town. It feels safe here. The business community working together with the city and the citizens to build a growing and lasting community.
I ponder back on the events of my day, and the past week. I feel enriched through the challenges that I have faced. I feel empowered by that! I am more at ease. I am more focused. I am more resolved. I am more alive!
Leaning back in the nest of buttercups, I ponder what is next. There are welcome changes on my horizon. I am ready. I am eager. I am ...
Living Well!
Love as ever,
Suzi~Q
I was sitting in the lawn chair in my back yard one afternoon when I spied this ant crawling in the grass. It would get to a blade of grass and proceed to crawl up it until its weight bent the blade over to the ground. In this manner the ant traveled as much distance up the grass as he did forward. And it was at that specific moment that I had an epiphany. A moment of absolute clear thought. As I sat there on all fours in my backyard under the hot sun watching this ant I realized.
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