Warm greetings, indeed, to our faithful busy bees!
Last Sunday, we travelled along the monastery’s gravel roads together, a little swarm of busy bees, shoulder to shoulder (and smile to smile) in the back of the ute, with the prongs of rakes poking up here and there between us.
It continues to amaze us that we have a growing tribe of busy bees who turn up every year, taking time off work or squeezing this event in to an already packed weekend schedule. It is very humbling to receive such reliable and enthusiastic help, for a task that is fairly tedious and humdrum.
It makes us happy to see how much you enjoy spending time here at Dhammasara. We exceeded our expectations and raked about twice as much as we thought we would on Sunday. If we were left to our own devices we would never rake so much, or work so happily. If you hadn’t shown up, we would have looked and felt like this . . .
- Our valiant friends with allergies who braved the dust, sneezing and blowing their noses all the way through our raking adventure, with no complaints.
- Our incredible leaf-packing-machines (human ones, mind you) who had perfected the arm movements to swoop up massive piles of unruly sticks and leaves and then squash them into leaf-bags in no time at all.
- Our family bees, who made the effort to coordinate themselves and come to help us.
- Our beloved young bees, who cheerfully joined us with mini rakes and no grumbling; our youngest bee (only 2-years old) already has two years of busy-beeing under his belt!
- Our super keen bees, who took leave from work just to join us, or who could only stay a short time because they had to go to work later in the afternoon — thank you!
- Our single-minded bees, who came with one purpose only — to rake — and who were willing to skip lunch and all!
- Our cow-boy bee, who rode in our trailer, straddled the leaf-bags with grace and ease, and who helped empty countless leaf-bags in our gravel pit.
- Our easy-going bees, some of whom travelled a great distance, only to help out for a little time, but had come nevertheless!
- Our veteran bees, of course, some of whom have been keeping up the busy-bee tradition longer than we have been around, and may be considered “lineage-holders” of sorts!
- Our new-bees, who turned up at the monastery for the very first time and found themselves with rakes in their hands and cups of juice sprinkled with “forest spice” (i.e. dust).