Growin’ up in the South…
was a common term of endearment used.
You really don’t hear it much these days,
but it sure does bring back fond memories
childhood twinkles of molasses slow days
that forced you to savor a moment
whether you wanted to or not…
Now, I’m discovering… .
THAT’S where the honey pot lies…
……… in the MOMENT………
with the potential TO BE golden… .
and filled with honey…
a message hidden
just for the one who discovers it!
reminds us to just
SOAK in it
JUST BEE!!! .
We are all called to bee 🐝
HIS HONEY Child(s)!
Honey Child Mixed Media 20″ x 16 for $300