It’s Autumn here, and the rosemary hedge in my front yard is looking, smelling and sounding divine.
Sounding? Yup! My hedge is humming with the happy song of hundreds of bees, who love the rosemary as much as I do, it seems. It’s a lovely sound.
And with so many flowers to choose from, it’s a bit like a bee buffet, bees bustling from flower to flower, as if they want to sample every one.
Bee Buffet
I can’t decide
where to sit
from table
to table
I buzz and flit.
(Sally Murphy, 2022)
I went looking for another poem to go with this one, from my archive. I was surprised that this seems to be my only other poem with a bee-reference, although I’ve written several about flies, spiders and ants.
Pool Bugs
The pool is for people
So why do dragonflies
Dip and dive
At the edges
From dawn until dusk?
The pool is for people
So why do bees
Buzz and bustle
Near the steps
Busily bumbling?
The pool is for people
So why do wasps
Whizz and whir
Scaring little kids
As they wildly wing?
The pool is for people
So why don’t the bugs
Just buzz off now?
(Sally Murphy, 2014)
Not that I necessarily want the bugs to vanish – but it actually makes me sad when I find a bee in my pool, because they often drown. Unless I get there first with my net to rescue them, of course.
I do love autumn and the signs of life that re-emerge after the harsh summer heat. Something else I love is Poetry Friday, where I get to buzz around and see what my fellow poets have bene up to this week. You can hum along, by checking out the roundup, this week hosted by Ruth. 
What happy bees having their buffet! I had rosemary tea yesterday, Sally — have you tried it?
Rosemary tea? No, I haven’t. But now I want to!
Your “Bee Buffet” buzzes with energy, lovely–My backyard is busy buzzing in July… Great pic, and gorgeous hedge too, thanks Sally!
What fun–and I’m deeply envious of your rosemary hedge. I love the smell of rosemary, but Minnesota, USA, is not the best home for it ;>) I’m barely keeping one small pot alive inside, and I move it from window to window trying to give it enough sunshine. Those lucky bees and their buffet over with you!
If I could send you some of mine I would Laura. Thanks for visiting.
Oh I love your buggy poems. I especially love the idea of a bee buffet.
Thanks Marcie, and thanks for dropping by.
Ooh! I want a rosemary hedge! Happy autumn to you. We are celebrating the moderation of temperatures, too, as spring comes our way.
If I could share my hedge with you I would, Mary Lee. Thanks for visiting.
Love the sense of Autumn captured in your post Sally. The bees are a sign that your garden is extremely healthy. We have a centre strip of flowering thyme in our driveway and the bees, butterflies and squadrons of dragonflies love it. Enjoyed your bee buffet.
Thanks for visiting, Alan. yes I love having the bees, and there will soon be native leave-cutter bees, too. They seem to come every autumn and leave distinctive marks on my rose bushes.
A wonderful post. Hooray for autumn! I would really love to smell that rosemary. It’s pretty too. Wave hello to those buzzy bees for me.
Thanks Linda. Yes, it is actually prettier than I realised it would be when I planted it. Always glad that past Sally had the idea.
Your rosemary is divine! I enjoyed your buggy poems, Sally. Enjoy autumn. I’m ready to enjoy spring.
Thanks Janice – and thanks for visiting.
When my garden is in full swing, it is in ‘full buzz’, too, Sally. The rosemary hedge picture looks divine, wishing for a techie smelly sticker! Happy Autumn!
Yes, Linda – a scratch and sniff blog post would be excellent, wouldn’t it?
I love these! Glad it’s so buzzy in your part of the world!
Joy is spilling from your post, Sally! Enjoy the turn of your seasons… I am smiling at bowed trees, surrendering to snow, humbly awaiting spring in the Sierras.
Your comment is a poem all of its own, Patricia. Thanks for dropping in.
Thanks Ruth – and thanks again for hosting.