I really thought the clover was a nuisance and it really was not needed.
But in that little tiny clover flower, the honeybee found what I was looking for. It was the right shape and size. The clover offered it's a little tiny flower petals to the bee willingly. They had a lovely relationship. And the honeybee went on its merry little way.
What is lovely to some is frustrating to others. But far be it for me to tell the honeybee that her pal, the clover, was not up to snuff.
Nature reminded me of that today. And maybe I'll leave a little patch of clover in the back corner of the lawn.
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