Good Grief 45

This is definitely one for Beewatcher!

I was thinking of my last blip of the seed husks today and of the refugee crisis and also of the Assisted Dying Bill that was presented in Parliament today. I was thinking that I would like to offer my dead husk of a body and my life to a refugee. I feel guilty that I seem to be so unable to live fully in the world, or even partially, when others are so desperate to live a good and full life in safety and peace. I have these things but seem unable to feel gratitude for what I have and simply feel sadness and despair mostly.
That said, I was able to sit and be in the moment and was able to genuinely appreciate this time spent with the bee in the heather. The evening light seemed to endow everything with significance.