waiting at the station for my honey to arrive
bees a busy buzzing making honey in the hive
honey honey honey is a flavor i adore
honey is better than money for sure
been writing some little jazzy songs lately. have never sung jazz outside the shower, but would like to try. my band members from the whiskey sluts were in town for a few days. guitarist told me it takes years to learn jazz styling unless you gotta knack for it! maybe...
on the bridge friday were swarming bees! they are enamored with a lamp post for no apparent reason. it is painted yellowish gold. is that it? it was certainly a synchronicity, however, as you know i wrote in here previously, "above all, do not swarm!" (Hippocrates actually said, above all do no harm.)
after observing the bees i met a new friend. a gentleman taking a walk. turns out to be a fellow writer and very interesting chap! i warned him about the bees as he also likes to walk on the bridge. i believe meeting him was quite serendipitous! (divine timing...?)
so, who or whom has entered your life lately by chance? any kindred spirits?