I used to try to count the number of bees in a square inch, or the number on top of the hive at any given time of day, or the number of bees along the top of a frame when I opened a hive.
Yesterday I had the same sort of problem trying to count the number of children at my granddaughter’s birthday party. They kept wiggling. Shifting. Giggling and disappearing around the corner as they ran, laughed, played.
It was great fun. But I still have NO idea what the count was.
Then again, does the number really matter? Wasn’t the laughter the important factor, not how many were laughing?
Gotta get my priorities straight.
BEEattitude for Day #533:
Blessed are those who let us laugh in our own way, for they shall be more settled in their souls.
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