This morning started off with storms and about 2 AM. I finally decided to get up a little before four and saw my husband off to work. The rain poured, and the lot and crashed so much that I couldn't sleep. Finally the rain ended, so I went outside for a few minutes and took a few snapshots of my rose of Sharon Bush that is in my backyard.
As I was taking this picture a bee flew into the flower. It just serves as a reminder that even in the middle of storms llife carries on. No matter the storms that rage around us, there is still work to be done. No matter the grief that seems to engulf us, life still marches and there is work to do. This little picture reminds me of that.