I was wondering where my love of bees comes from and today, as I sat in the Garden of Remembrance in memory of my Dad who passed from this earth some 17 years ago, I seem to remember him loving bees too.
I think he even liked honey, which I definitely do not!
Anyway, I lit my candle in the church and made my way to the garden.
This year I wasn't hampered firstly by a funeral about to start and secondly by a gardener in the garden.
Neither did I take my harp this year but I did take my camera and was struck by the flurry of bees on the plant behind the crucifix.
It is a beautiful sunny day with a cooling breeze as I remember my Dad with fondness.
2 comments:
Hugs BJ Been to put plant arrangement on my dad and brother's grave today. X
(((BJ))) My dad passed away suddenly last October. I remember him when I see Goldfinshes, colourful gardens, especially roses, when I walk along the beach, when I see a bird of prey and loads of other times when he pops into my head:)
A lovely place yo remember your dad. Sue
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