Bees Know

Originally posted on Poetry of Moods and Moments:
Bees know No-one told the bees to make honey but they do. No-one needs to know how the grass grows but it does. When the tree falls in the forest we do not hear but fungi flourish We have not asked the sun to rise and shine…

Arizona, last day

Monday – return to Phoenix, via 89A through Sedona and stopped to walk at West Fork Creek. Different terrain again, because the creek is here with water, and all along the trail the small flowers are blooming, it was also (apart from the powwow) the most populated place we have been. Lots of walkers, crossing … More Arizona, last day