Despite the cold, a thickening certainty in the birdsong, like reaching a setting point.
A honeybee gathers propolis from Marcel's Chinese privet hedge.
Slightly whitening dog violets in the bank.
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Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
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I was unfamiliar with the word propolis, Lucy, and went to Wikipedia for a definiton. There I learned it is the tree and bud sap. You have contributed to my intellectual edification; thank you.
Martha
Hello Martha!
I like to edify!(In fact I just mistyped that as 'deify', which seems to offer interesting possibilities...). It's the waxy stuff on certain spring leaves, which bees gather to make into beeswax. I didn't know about that until I became aware of large quantities of bees in early spring working on the leaves of our laurel hedges, and learned that was what they were doing.
Ah! I misunderstood what I read. Of course; sap probably wouldn't work - too sticky.
:D
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