A contemplation of summer's song

In an opening of forest on a Pennsylvania summer's day, the air was filled with the gentle, soothing and reassuring song of insects busy at work.

 

I chose to watch and focus on this one bee, an eastern bumble bee (on joe pye weed perhaps)....and this presentation is an attempt to portray the beauty and peace I experienced at that moment.

 

'How doth the little busy bee

Improve each shining hour,

And gather honey all the day

From every opening flower'.

 

Isaac Watts (1674–1748)

 

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