I can remember vividly that day. They arrived in the afternoon and immediately my mother told me to put them on – “oh, mom, you’ve got wrinkles!” her response “take them off!!!”
I saw a lot of “firsts” that day – my sister’s freckles, my brother’s burgeoning lip fuzz, the veins on a leaf and the individual petals on the daisy flowers on the lawn – in fact I even saw the blades of grass. But the thing that fascinated me the most – was the bumble bee. I had never seen the wings before. Oh I knew instinctively that it must have had wings because it flew, but I’d never seen the wings – never seen how small they were.
From then on the bumble bee became my hero – we shared the same attitude – not supposed to be able to fly….but just watch me! To the point that I stylized the bumblebee as my personal logo and take him with me to remind me that anything is possible (yes, that means I have a discreetly placed tattoo).
What prompted me to write this? An article I read the other day (shared on my FaceBook page) that pesticides are killing honeybee populations worldwide. I have no doubt that it will be effecting my darling bumble bee as well.
If bees on organic farms are not affected…..doesn’t that say something about what the world is doing with the chemicals that are routinely used on farms and in garden centers if, as the report shows, the bees in these areas are in a much more vulnerable state.
The world cannot lose the bee – honey or bumble!