Bees
I remember seeing inside a beehive as a boy. It was in the corner of a room where two clear walls of a box let you see into the hive. This particular day it was fall or winter and the bees were all gathered together in a large clump to stay warm. Or more specifically, to keep the queen at the middle warm (bees on the outermost layers would die over the winter).
Today I was reminded of a bee detail in a fiction book I read about a decade ago. It's an old book and in it a master outdoors-man catches two bees in a little jar. A while later he releases one of them and follows the bee for a bit. He then releases the second and uses that bee's path (along with the memory of the other bee's direction) to triangulate where the hive is. Apparently these two bees (from the same hive) both fly straight home when released. With enough spatial skill, the main character is to use their two flights as sign posts to guide him to the honey.
Bees take the fleeting sweetness of flowers and make honey--which doesn't spoil. Bees themselves don't live long, but while they do live they have the ability to know how to fly straight to their long lasting treasure.
I am surrounded by many sweet, fleeting opportunities. There are some workers buzzing around. What is the method to show the way home to the sweetness that lasts?