This late summer squash blossom is attracting lots of attention from the honey bees. They seem to be queuing up. And, if you could see further in, you’d find three more bees in the throats of the flower. Amazing!!
WPC – pedestrian
yellow
Joy!
Forsythia is pure joy. There is not an ounce, not a glimmer of sadness or even knowledge in forsythia. Pure, undiluted, untouched joy.
Anne Lindbergh (1906 – 2001)
A few forsythia branches brought inside to bloom….. because I fear it will be a very long time before they have the chance to bloom outside this year. They lift me up!
“Pure, undiluted, untouched joy.”
A photo for Macro Monday…
Orange You Glad…….
One of my very favourite things to do is to make art with school children. Here, a group of 4 & 5 year olds are discovering the colour orange by mixing red and yellow and painting pumpkins. But the rule is: no mixing the paint in the pot. No, no, no! After learning how to draw a biiiiiig pumpkin, the children filled in the pumpkins with yellow paint. The magic happened when they put a little red on top of the yellow. Their reaction? Priceless!
More orange! Weekly Photo Challenge
A “Chair-ful” Welcome
Weekly Photo Challenge: Yellow
Kindness Day!
When I arrived at school today, the children enthusiastically informed me that today is a special day. The children are 4-6 year olds, and I am their substitute teacher. They knew that I was out of the loop when they saw I wasn’t wearing yellow. EVERYONE was wearing yellow today, because yellow is such a happy colour, of course!
“How do we celebrate Kindness Day?”, I asked. Well! We talked about kindness, we wrote about kindness and we drew happy pictures of ourselves on bright yellow paper….and then hung them in the hall for everyone to see.
The enthusiasm for love and kindness is easy to tap into at this age. The purest expression came when, while in line and enroute to the cafeteria for lunch. One little girl approached a much older student (adolescent) that she did not know…and gave her a big hug. When the confused older kid wondered who the child was and why she was hugged, another teacher said, “That was an act of kindness. Pay it forward”. That older student smiled, turned and walked to join her classmates.
It was just that kind of a day….filled with charming reminders of humanity at its most innocent best. I left the school feeing blessed and hopeful.
In the car, on my way home, I heard the announcement that the great humanitarian, poet, author, and activist, Dr. Maya Angelou had passed away today at the age of 86. What a tremendous loss, I thought. And yet, how wonderful and appropriate that in our little corner of the world, today is Kindness Day.
Rose Bay Letters 