Just this week I have noticed the fat bumblebees all over the flowers in my garden. I like the low droning buzz they make and their lazy, slow progress. It makes me want to lay in the grass and maybe eat a piece of cake with daisies on it.
Regardless of your feelings about gender roles, there's no denying that grease-spots on your clothes are inexcusable.
Cute enough to eat, eh?
Do you think your flowers and cuttings will last longer in a vase that seems to be soothing them with a song?
Who knew rainbows were so fast? Must be all that sugar.