Our black locust trees are loaded with blossoms…..Ten years ago, on the day of our daughter’s wedding, the flowers were even more plentiful. Blossoms, beautifully white, hung over the garden beds below. Flowers and blossoms, mingling.Pea like white flowers, dripping from the boughs and the branches. Bumble bees, drawn by the sweet honey musk scent of the flower, assemble into a buzzing orchestra high in the branches above the ground.So many blossoms, so many bees, so much honey, in hives located in other trees.
Groovy Tales of a Well Adult 