Timeline Bleed-throughs / Impossible Things

“There’s no use trying,” she said: “one can’t believe impossible things.” “I daresay you haven’t had much practice,” said the Queen. “When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”

In recent days two astounding “not possible” things occurred, both involving the city I grew up in, and have left, returned to, left again, returned again, left yet again… in what I believe was my final exit.

But thanks to the internet and social media, I enjoy keeping up with the home turf (and its characters) fairly regularly.

The two “surprises” I’m sharing here happened right on top of each other – within, I believe, 24 mind-twerking hours.

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Ode To A Bee

The buzz stopped here

Hello! It’s been a long, long time since I’ve checked in. So much to catch up on! But first, in this post, I’m paying my respects to a bee I met in my yard yesterday.

As readers who’ve been with me a while may recall, I live in a rural mountain community. The expanse of grass here is usually loaded with clover flowers, unless it’s been freshly mowed. Dauntless, these little blooms appear again immediately … and are typically very popular with bees. One must be very mindful walking in the yard with bare or sandaled feet! I once scooped a bee up into my sandal (back in college, running across campus) – incurred a terrible reaction and actually needed to hobble with crutches for a few days. All to say I’m acutely aware of the preponderance of bees bustling about at very low altitude here. No “chem lawns” or toxic pesticides used, at least in my immediate vicinity. Lots of busy bees.

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