11. Summer’s Day
Dec. 2nd, 2016 10:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sidhe_faerieIt was the height of summer and the bees were buzzing all around the flowers in the garden. They flew from flower to flower singing as they went about their work.
The birds congregated in the trees and spred their gossip as they tweeted to each other. Many different voices chimed in. One wonders if they understand each other’s language at a time like that.
Then suddenly one lone June bug flew through it all. His distinctive hum caused the birds to stop their gossiping for just a moment. Some were annoyed at the interruption but others were considering him as a meal. He flew off unaware or not of how close he came to being lunch.
The birds went back to their gossiping and the bees continued to sing through their work.
Summer is always a busy time for the little creatures in the world.
The birds congregated in the trees and spred their gossip as they tweeted to each other. Many different voices chimed in. One wonders if they understand each other’s language at a time like that.
Then suddenly one lone June bug flew through it all. His distinctive hum caused the birds to stop their gossiping for just a moment. Some were annoyed at the interruption but others were considering him as a meal. He flew off unaware or not of how close he came to being lunch.
The birds went back to their gossiping and the bees continued to sing through their work.
Summer is always a busy time for the little creatures in the world.