My mind goes anywhere & everywhere. You might say parts of it are scattered all over. It drives my husband nuts; I can get so caught up in details when I'm trying to convey something that I forget where I am heading. It doesn't happen everyday nor with every conversation. The other day my friend admitted she was ticking off the different directions I was going in while I was talking. I’ve had Senior Moments for 20 years. Nonetheless life is good.
Friday, September 4, 2009
As the rugosa roses slowed in producing blooms I found others have appeared to attract the bees. Usually it was bumblebees, and rarely, to my joy, a honey bee.
It's August and since THIS summer really only started the first of the month I was taken by surprise to see the buds on the asters growing fatter and soon they were blooming. And although there are plenty of bumblebees and few honey bees the plants are covered with motion. Small flashing darting everywhere surrounding the flowers. Tiny bees -- I don't know what they really are, might even be flies -- love these asters.There are none of them on the sedum.
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