[Begin scene]
A late fall day, the temperature unseasonally warm, an extra lease on life…
Crawling hungrily on a violet, almost blue, blossom is a small bee…
Collecting a last bit of pollen for the hive, the little insect works diligently among the flower’s fluff…
With the cold about to set in, this is likely to be the final harvest to see them through the winter.
[End scene]
© 2017 – James Sponseller – mindescapes.net
Categories: Daily Prompts, Nature, Poetry & Prose
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