The bee was motionless on my front doorstep as I left for work - I still don't know if it was stunned, or dead. I did the only thing I could think of - I don't know if it's an urban myth or not. I got the honey lid recently consigned to the recycling, and dabbed the tiniest speck of honey on one of its legs, and left the rest of the lid by it.
I'd forgotten about it, and upon return home found just the honey lid. I don't know if the bee was blown away (I can't see it amongst the weeds below) or if it recovered enough to get somewhere else. I'll never know. And that happens all the time (not with bees, I don't make a daily habit of this. I just know they're important. Like everything - well except wasps, I just killed a wasp. Sorry). We do things and don't know if it makes a difference. My new mate gave me a poster that proclaims "You are changing the world whether you like it or not. So which changes will you make?" It's a great reminder of our significance, and our potential. I love it. Can I do a radical compassion day every weekend please? :D
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