last year the husband got me a weeping cherry tree for mother's day.
all the flowers blew off on it's ride to our house so the planting & then admiring of the tree was a bit anti-climatic.
however, the tree guy assured me that this year i would be able to bask in the beauty of tiny white blossoms.
yes. the bees own my cherry tree.
when it bloomed a few weeks back i ran over to hug it & bury my nose in the sweet smelling blossoms. (if you're imaging this in your head it probably looks like something out of an old movie. pretty epic) well i got close & then saw that my tree was literally being humped by bees. hundreds of bees.
big bees, little bees, furry bees...bees bees bees.
at first i was pretty sure that i'd have to make a wide berth anytime i went outside but then i realized that the bees didn't give 2 craps about me. they were so drunk. on my tree. so i pulled out my camera & decided to see what i could get.
(which edit do you prefer? i'm a fan of #1 but most people seemed to prefer #2)
i've now decided that the bees are free to do whatever they want to my tree.
plus, we got to show the girls bees & talk about honey & pollen & buzz buzz buzz & that counts as a nature lesson of sorts.