I was sitting outside in my garden, surrounded by an abundance of beautiful fully blossomed flowers, reading a book my mentor wrote. In front of the our white picket fence that separates our yard from the side walk is a row of all kinds of plant life. Plants with long, slim leaves, short fuzzy plants, a myriad of flowering plants and a line of very high bushes on the yard side of the fence.  As I was sitting there I heard a family walk past. A little commented on how beautiful the flowers were.

Busy Bees