The girls found a bee in the grass.
Quite dead
So they named him and buried him, with a few words, a solemn procession and a small yellow flower to mark the spot.
Then played in the sandpit until it was time for bed.
Life goes on.
RIP Grass.
That is the sweetest little eulogy. Grass was one lucky bee to get such a thoughtful send-off.
Posted by: Shireen | Tuesday, 29 June 2010 at 06:27 PM
Do you know this book:
http://www.amazon.de/Die-besten-Beerdigungen-Welt-Nilsson/dp/3895651745/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1277881285&sr=1-1
Sorry, couldn't find an English version. But that is pretty much the same story, wonderfully told and illustrated.
Posted by: Bele | Wednesday, 30 June 2010 at 05:04 PM