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Bee in my bonnet

The phrase is defined in varied ways. The meaning presented on The Dictionary of Idioms on YANGLISH.com is one that describes how I feel one bright November day -
If someone is very excited about something, they have a bee in their bonnet.

We were about to tour a beautiful field of big blooms. This was so far the most exciting moment I had with nature in fifteen years being an expat.

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  1. Lovely photo and I'm sure you had a wonderful time.

    Leslie
    abcw team

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  2. Lovely hat to behold the big blooms.
    Great picture.

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  3. i love your get-up, and the sunflowers at the background.:p

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  4. Very bright and the trip sounds nice so I am pretty sure the buzzing could be heard by everyone !! :)

    PhenoMenon, ABCW Team

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  5. One only hopes that that does not LITERALLY happen; one could get stung!
    ROG, ABC Wednesday team

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  6. I've heard that saying since I was a child, but never knew what it meant. I like the definition. You sure look pretty getting ready to see the sunflowers. I used Apron as my A in this new round.

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  7. I remember being stung by bees many times when I was a kid. Big ouch. The stings were mostly on my foot as I often played jacks squatting on the floor opposite their hive. I had no bonnet then.

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  8. Loving the dress sis!
    Set of B's
    Rose, ABC Wednesday Team

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  9. What a beautiful shot and so cool among the sunflowers. I'd be scared of real bees in my bonnet though (LOL).

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  10. Calling by from ABC Wednesday, love the phrase and the glorious sunflowers.

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  11. That's right. I would be too :D

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