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Upon the green sits a white bee hive, a sweet house for the honeybee.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 31, 2020.
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The hive was the sweetest of floral-ambrosia homes for the honeybee.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 31, 2020.
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The bee hive is alive with a happy buzzing sound.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 31, 2020.
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The bee hive, after its wintry siesta, awakes into the warming air.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 31, 2020.
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Upon the grass stands the white house of the bees, the wooden panels still wet with raindrops. There is a gentle buzz in the air, a sense of business that comes with such creatures and somehow it belongs here as much as the wildflowers that bloom. Anya takes her rest upon a rock and lets her eyes do the dreaming, her brain weaving reality and an array of fantasies. The hive is something of beauty to her, a sweet community making something so amazing in a way she never could.