It's been a summer of accidents and mishaps.
In addition to burning dinner last night, and in keeping with skinning my knee a couple of weeks ago, yesterday I stepped on a bee in my bare feet and was stung. That has not happened to me in over 40 years, and to be honest, it was much more painful than I ever remember it. For a moment I couldn't bear weight on my foot.
But the worst part was seeing the bee also in agony, writhing in the clover, and knowing that she would die because of my carelessness.
In addition to burning dinner last night, and in keeping with skinning my knee a couple of weeks ago, yesterday I stepped on a bee in my bare feet and was stung. That has not happened to me in over 40 years, and to be honest, it was much more painful than I ever remember it. For a moment I couldn't bear weight on my foot.
But the worst part was seeing the bee also in agony, writhing in the clover, and knowing that she would die because of my carelessness.
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