Today has been a whirlwind of creativity. I got up and had breakfast with Uncle Elathan. Then, I went downtown to snap a few shots of the picturesque gardens, mind you; they stink from the leaking sewer pipes that run alongside the river. I met some friendly bees while bumbling through the flower beds. They were very photogenic. After all of that excitement, I came home and wrote a wee poem that I’ll share with my beloved readers later. And, I’ve been inspired to get me charcoal and graphite pencils out of hiding. I may be able to get a drawing done before work.
I don’t go into work until 5:00PM! I only work three hours! That is asinine!!! Ah well, I only have 40 days of that job left, so no worries for me…
P.S.: I will have a follow up post to Southern Exposure out by late this evening Saturday afternoon evening. Also, the picture above is of a Southern Breakfast. That’s two eggs over medium, crisp bacon, and buttered grits. I don’t eat that greasy stuff often! The one below is of a bee, of course. 
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Yum bacon and eggs . . .don’t eat them often myself but like them when I do! I’m not sure about the ‘buttered grits’ tho what are they? Your bees look different to ours which aren’t ‘shiny’.
What are grits? Whenever I hear youz amerkins talking about grits I always picture them chewing tiny stones. Why do you eat tiny stones?!?!
Grannymar, I sure did! It was greasy yet delicious!
Baino, bacon, eggs, and grits are awesome. Grits are mainly a “Southern” thing. Up north they eat cream of wheat or polenta.
K8, grits (grytta) is a corn-based food common in the Southern United States, consisting of coarsely ground corn. It is similar to other thick maize-based porridges from around the world such as polenta. They are not gritty if cooked correctly. It is a very hard to explain texture in one’s mouth. It’s kind of like a million tiny “hard” bubbles bursting in your mouth.
During the American Civil War, southern people were cut off from a lot of food that they were accustom to receiving from the north, such as tea and coffee. They had to get inventive and make a meal out of pretty much anything. We eat grits and I, myself, have eaten pork brains! You get hungry enough, you’ll eat anything!
Southern Americans are still rebellious and inventive! To this day, we are shunned because of where we are born. Isn’t that some crap! 
I’ll bring over a couple of kilos.
Thanks ladies!
And if you want to truly get crazy, have some shrimp & grits. It’s one of the best things ever, and is truly “Carolinian” (best eaten in South Carolina, preferably Charleston).