Did you know that honey bees are actually unrepentant photobombers?
It’s true, just look what this little lady did to my picture of a leaf!
She’s trying to steal the show but this “L” picture is all those baby leaves.
The leaves that uncurl daily at this time of year always seem to be overshadowed by their flowery companions (and photobombing bees) but I think that mist of green that covers everything shouts, “Spring is here!” louder than any flower (or buzzing bee) ever could.
Speaking of shouting, I’d also like to share a little story about listening, in honor of the letter “L”, of course.
(Ivy brings me a container of small bulbs that have started to sprout and asks what they are.)
Me: “Those are the blue-flower bulbs.”
Ivy: “I don’t know what those are.”
Me: “Do you remember which flowers I’m talking about it? We plant them in pots…blue flowers… Granny and Gramps have them on their porch too…”
Ivy: “Oh! Are they red?”
Me: “Did you hear me call them blue-flowers?”
Ivy: “No.”
Me: “Sometimes, when we have conversations like this, I wonder if you actually listen to me when we talk.”
Ivy laughing: “No. I don’t really.”
Me: …
Speaking of conversations like these, I’d also like to share another favorite “L” word – liquor.
Photo blogging my way through the alphabet with:
Behind the Willows 
Oh my! Imagine this conversation in five years time. 🙂 … Cute bee! 🙂
I try not to do things like that before bed, nightmares you know! 😉
ROFL 😀
[…] via L is for… Leaf — Behind the Willows […]
Leaves are more fun to look at, photobombing bees included, than listening to Mom talk!
You didn’t elaborate on the word “liquor” so you’ve got me curious about it.
Musings Over Poetry
Food For Thought
Oh, you know, after a day of conversations like that with my kids a glass of whiskey while I tell my husband all about it seems like just the thing. 😉
Such a simple yet beautiful photo.
Signs of spring? Enjoy.
My side of the globe, we’re moving through autumn…quite slowly…
Writer In Transit
Autumn is my favorite season, I’d be happy to dawdle in that time of year. 🙂
L is for love. The feelings you share when having these delightful conversations with your 3 lovely (another “L” word) daughters.
Your “L” words are so much nicer than mine! 🙂