Little Susie was not only scared to death of bees, she was also highly allergic. In fact, her fear kept her indoors most of the year accept for those months where the temperatures dropped low enough to keep the bees and wasps asleep. Susie had never heard about "winter bees" so she was shocked to find one getting a drink at the bird bath just outside the kitchen door. The little bee startled her and instead of filling the bird bath with more fresh water she ran back into the house. She was torn between her desire to make sure the little birds had fresh water each day and her fear of the bees. She waited a few hours in hopes that they would all go away. She looked out the window and it appeared that the coast was clear so she ventured outside with her two gallon jugs full of fresh water. As she approached the bird bath everything initially looked fine. No bees flying around. But, as she got closer she saw a little bee floating face down in the water with its wings spread. It h
DRAFT - RUSH POST - FORGIVE THE TYPO'S This story is a true story and has absolutely nothing to do with the Celtic legend about an island named Avalon, represented by an earthy paradise in the western seas, to which King Arthur and other heroes were carried at death. No—nothing in common with that at all; accept the miraculous! This story begins in 1998. In 1998, at the age of 38, I had the opportunity, for the first time in my adult life, to purchase a “good car”. You know what I mean, right? A car that you would not need to make sure you put in neutral at the stop light and keep your foot on the accelerator so that it would not die, kind of “good car”. I car with a moon roof, leather power seats that had seat heaters in them (WHAT?); and a 12 pack CD player in the trunk. When I had finally found myself in a position to buy such a car, I wasn’t even sure how to go about finding one. The first thing I did was to research all the consumer reports and then research