I really like bees. It goes back to when I was a really shy and awkward little kid. I used to plant flowers in my mom's garden and we used to get tons of bees visiting.
I've never been stung, however I have had bees land on me. I even remember these huge bumble bees that would let me pet them. Bee fuzz is soft like rabbit fur, and their wings feel sharp like the edge of a plastic knife.
Never developed the common fear of being stung. When I would sit and read in the garden bees were the constant background noise. I knew they were just doing their part to make the flowers grow.
So I spent some time going out looking for a bee, and found this little guy in some ground cover. Tomorrow I think I'll spend some money on hanging flower baskets. No one in my neighborhood has a garden for the bees, and since I can't dig up my yard, it should give the bees a place to eat.
More on bees tomorrow...
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