The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

I was sitting in the back yard the other day, watching the dogs play and enjoying the sun, when a bee landed on my hand. In my younger days this would probably have freaked me out. I don’t want to get stung. Who does? But now I’m a lot calmer and more logical. I wasn’t …

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