I walked the dog this morning to find a swarm (cluster? herd? what is the collective noun for 'parked' bees that are not yet homed in a hive?) of bees nestled in my pussy willow bush.

Metaphysically this is a 'very' good thing. Bees represent prosperity, focus and concentration, reward through hard work, divine feminine energy, finding our proper niche in the Universe, and deeper connection with Spirit.

Environmentally, I'm rather thrilled. It means that in my own little corner of the world we are doing what we can, and it is working because wildlife are finding what they perceive to be a safe haven here, even if only to catch their breath.

On a practical note, I'm a bit concerned, as I don't know the first thing about beekeeping (although I know slightly more than Homer, who thought we had a hornet's nest!). I'm putting out feelers to see if there are any beekeepers locally who could come and take the swarm.