Perfect hexagonal tubes in a packed array. Bees are hard-wired to lay them down, but how does an insect know enough geometry to lay down a precise hexagon? It doesn't. It's programmed to chew up wax and spit it out while turning on its axis, and that...
She was stretched on her back beneath the pear tree soaking in the alto chant of the visiting bees, the gold of the sun and the panting breath of the breeze when the inaudible voice of it all came to her. She saw a dust-bearing bee sink into the sanc...
What Do the Trees Know? What do the trees know? To bend when all the wild winds blow. Roots are deep and time is slow. All we grasp we must let go. What do the trees know? Buds can weather ice and snow. Dark gives way to sunlight's glow. Strength and...
Hope is the only bee that makes honey without flowers.
In Tarzan I only had to worry about the bees.
There is nothing perfect...only life.
The bees learn where they live by landmarks. If they're moved within their home range, they get confused.
Be that as it may, it may be maybe, or it may be May, Bee.
When the flower blossoms, the bee will come.
I carry about eight lip balms: Burt's Bees, Rosebud Salve, Eos.
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.
Snake's Lullaby Brother, sister, flick your tongue and taste the flakes of autumn sun. Use these last few hours of gold to travel, travel toward the cold. Before your coils grow stiff and dull, your heartbeat slows to winter's lull, seek the sink of ...
You could have heard a bee fluff
It's wonderful to me that bees have this simple, age-old thing going on.
A bee is never as busy as it seems; it's just that it can't buzz any slower.
The bird, the bee, the running child are all the same to the sliding glass door.
People are not ants or bees. We do not reason or love or live or die collectively.
Even in the fiercest battles the Butterflies and Bee's still kiss the flowers.
I really like grammar. And spelling. I was a spelling-bee kid. I'm hard-core about grammar.
Britain's most useful role is somewhere between bee and dinosaur.
Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.
