RIGHT COOSI NG...

What would I say, to ruminate, to share--a journey's hundred days in a lifetime of one? There were a swarm of bees at our school on this one. The children were warned to stay away. Many are allergic to bees. I myself would have gone to look, but distractions kept me away. And, more honestly, fear. It is like that sometimes with the most important things of our lives: we look away, don't act, despair or pretend, the very thing, the one thing, the only thing, isn't at all what we seek, but instead its mere likeness. I saw a picture of a bee in a book there at the library. It just wasn't the same.