Bee by Rhonda Lynn
This summer I have been particularly gardening for bees and butterflies. I’ve been pretty successful; many happy bees, of many different kinds! I even went to a talk on “The Bees of Maryland” by Gene Skarpula at the Maryland Natural History Museum.
One of the things I found out was that there are at least 36 kinds of bumblebees in Maryland alone! This chart fascinated me, too:
Honey bees have colonies, but most of these bumblebees are solitary. Think about that.
Here’s a bee poem by Emily Dickinson:
Like trains of cars on tracks of plush
I hear the level bee:
A jar across the flowers goes,
Their velvet masonry
Withstands until the sweet assault
Their chivalry consumes,
While he, victorious, tilts away
To vanquish other blooms.
His feet are shod with gauze,
His helmet is of gold;
His breast, a single onyx
With chrysoprase, inlaid.
His labor is a chant,
His idleness a tune;
Oh, for a bee’s experience
Of clovers and of noon!