This afternoon I took a quiet five minutes to stand in the sunshine next to the Mock Orange bush and watch the bees and smell the blossom (because it smells so good!!)
Is there anything cuter than the fuzzy bottom of a busy bee poking out of a flower? I’m not sure there is.
I’d share the scent of the flowers with you if I could, but alas, technology has not reached that point yet. Instead have a gallery of bees!
‘The hum of bees is the voice of the garden.’
Elizabeth Lawrence
What random act of wildness have you done today?
Carole Finds Her Wings 