Friday, December 9, 2016

The bee on the flower

It's cold here - in the low 40s. The cutting wind blows off the Mississippi River into Crescent Park. In the dog run, an alley of evergreen shrubs includes a stand of white camellias.

Even though it is cold and chill, there's a bee nestled in the white flower. A sure sign that life goes on, that spring will come. And with it - at least, here! - Mardi Gras.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Bees are the best. I am getting my Daddy some for Christmas. I hope you have a beautiful day and find as much warmth and sunshine is possible. Love, Becky