Old & Tired

“Awestruck, Flora stared at the dishevelled sisters with their blazing faces and radiant ragged wings, who smelled of no kin but the wild high air.”

~ Laline Paull, The Bees

Sadly, I think this particular sister with her blazing face and radiant ragged wings is at the end of her days.  I found her clinging to a side table next to the pool this morning, cold, probably hungry, and seemingly exhausted.