
Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.
James Russell Lowell
James Russell Lowell
Chers Amis,
Flying insects and I have a troubled past based largely on irrational fear and poor eyesight. Books, I have always loved. They don't move. They don't sting. However, as a child the mere whisper of buzzing would send me hurtling in the opposite, and often hazardous, direction. There is a tale repeatedly told around our holiday table of how while fleeing a solitary yellow jacket, I collided full force - face first - into an enormous pine tree, much to the amusement of those present. God, having a sublime sense of humor, graced me with a daughter who adores creatures of every stripe and risk level. Caddie is like a zephyr or a rainbow - impossible to catch and bind within the walls of any building. She has a special affection for insects which, like a kitten, she brings me to admire and identify. This has been the source of my salvation for it requires a book! Suddenly the beast is tamed and I have come to enjoy identifying all the flora and fauna that surround mon moulin. Even those that sting! P.S. This is a Giant Resin Bee (Megachile scupturalis) that we found nesting on our deck. Only the females sting - if you contain them in your hand. A good bee.
Flying insects and I have a troubled past based largely on irrational fear and poor eyesight. Books, I have always loved. They don't move. They don't sting. However, as a child the mere whisper of buzzing would send me hurtling in the opposite, and often hazardous, direction. There is a tale repeatedly told around our holiday table of how while fleeing a solitary yellow jacket, I collided full force - face first - into an enormous pine tree, much to the amusement of those present. God, having a sublime sense of humor, graced me with a daughter who adores creatures of every stripe and risk level. Caddie is like a zephyr or a rainbow - impossible to catch and bind within the walls of any building. She has a special affection for insects which, like a kitten, she brings me to admire and identify. This has been the source of my salvation for it requires a book! Suddenly the beast is tamed and I have come to enjoy identifying all the flora and fauna that surround mon moulin. Even those that sting! P.S. This is a Giant Resin Bee (Megachile scupturalis) that we found nesting on our deck. Only the females sting - if you contain them in your hand. A good bee.


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