Several people have asked me why I always include a “BEEattitude” at the end of each blog post, so I thought I’d clear that up for everyone.
In the Biscuit McKee mysteries I write, Marmalade (the orange and white tabby cat who adopts Biscuit, the librarian) makes comments in italics here and there throughout the books, but her people simply think she’s purring, so they miss out on the benefit of her wisdom.
I’ve tried my best to portray that cat as a cat, instead of as a small human with fur. I know my own cats make comments at me on a regular basis, but I’m sorry to say I generally miss the drift of their conversation. Still I think I have a reasonably good idea of the sorts of philosophic principles a feline would have.
So, when it came time to write this blog, it seemed only fair to let the bees have their say. If I’ve misinterpreted them, I can only hope they’ll forgive me.
BEEattitude for Day # 118:
Blessed are those who help to warm the hive this time of year, for we shall let them circle to the middle to recover from their shivers.
One thing Fran is grateful for right now:
The Aurora Theater in Lawrenceville GA, where I laughed my way through the Sunday matinee of Sirens.