Nature's Place

Time’s Up …

That’s life …

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No sentiment in nature.

… and death.

The pawpaw are too long on the tree to ripen properly so they go to the creatures of the garden, placed in strategic spots.

As time passes and the elements get to the fruit they begin to rot and ferment, at a rate relative to exposure.

Don’t want them all ripening at the same time, isn’t good for anyone, me or them.

And so I caught some revellers, blowing alcoholic bubbles, and falling about the place.

A honey bee must have gotten drunk and fallen into the liquid centre ringed with mold.

She didn’t make it back to the hive with her packet of pollen but made her contribution.

To the whole, for the greater good. Every little bit serves.

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