Emily's Inspiration

It's all I have to bring to-day
by Emily  Dickinson

It's all I have to bring to-day,
This, and my heart beside,
This, and my heart, and all the fields,
And all the meadows wide.

Be sure you count, should I forget, --
Someone the sum could tell, --
This, and my heart, and all the bees
Which in the clover dwell. 

Recently, while perusing the web, I came across this Dickinson poem that we used in our wedding ceremony. A dear friend created a melody and wrote a beautiful violin song so she could sing it while I walked down the "aisle."  It's one of those poems that has an ever-changing meaning for me. As I read it now, I am of course seeing it through all of my new mother-layers. And despite my life-long fear of bees, I really am ready to bring "all the bees" with me wherever I go.

Because of this poem's nature to shed its own skin with each reading, I have taken a part of it as the title of this blog: all the bees. I could go into an analysis of why I chose that particular phrase, but I think I will let you ruminate on it and decide for yourself. As time goes on and more posts are made, the true essence of this blog will reveal itself (to me).

A Boy's Zipper

Boy: What does this look like?
Papa: I don't know. What?
Boy: A zipper! See.

I love how his mind works. Yep.

Apples and Candles

I know these humble apples seem less abundant than I had intended, but I assure you that our fridge and counters are overflowing with apples, apple peels, pulp, and seven lovely freshly made jars of apple sauce; I can't wait to add them to the five already resting in the pantry. Abundance!