Most of the humans, however, are still blearily eyeing their cups of caffeine.
So I’m almost alone this morning with the seals and the pelicans and the few pedestrians here and there, breathing in the fresh air, enjoying the satisfying strain of muscle, but also trying to fling away the worries swarming my brain like a bunch of bees.
I want to eradicate the bees.
On a crooked street near the center of town, I come upon an older man, mid-80s, wearing a straw hat and walking jauntily in the alleyway. He peers up at me over his glasses and exclaims, “I’m so glad I’m alive!”
He’s so joyous that I laugh out loud. What gratitude.
My bees buzz away. I smile during the rest of my solitary walk as I focus more on the gratefulness of all that surrounds me. Friendship. Love. Family.
Then I remember a video I took of my 5-year-old granddaughter when she stayed with us, her first week away from her parents.
And I shout out to the bright early morning air: “I love you more than a wooden shoe!”
On this summer season, I wish for you gratefulness and love and joyous songs that help you keep the worry-bees away.