"When the flower blooms, the bees come uninvited." - Ramakrishna
I was roused from my bed at 5:45 this morning by the buzzing of a bee that insisted on circling my head. I don't know when or how the bee got into the house or where it is now but it's persistence served as a message to my spirit that it was time to get up, in spite of the early hour. There is much to be done today.
I need to file my taxes and write a client report. There is a picture frame resting in my den in need of a touch up and a penny table only a quarter of the way penny topped that needs to get finished. The ravine is looking lush and green this morning. My heart smiled when I saw the finally unfurled leaves. There is warmth in the morning air.
What will this day bring? I guess I'll jump in with both feet and find out.
