Leaves and Bees -Guest Heart Thursday

I was on my way home from the Historical Preservation Commission meeting, when my fellow commissioner and I noticed a ball of honey bees in a tree in the parking lot.  They were swarming, and a bee keeper was on his way.  I took some very interesting pictures.

Yes, there is a heart in this photo--its sides are kind of pointy--but it is a heart just the same!

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Bee Happy

On our walk through the desolate grounds of the abandoned and vandalized mega-church one sunny day, Sissy and I were delighted to notice the bees were out in force.

This delightful little honey bee was so busy collecting nectar, he didn't seem to notice I was taking his picture. Hurrah for Spring!

Be on Thyme

It was a cool morning. I was in my garden taking pictures of these very lovely blooms, and suddenly noticed this dear little honey bee sitting atop the thyme. He seemed to be shivering and too cold to move. I took a moment to sit with him until the sun inched down into the lawn to warm his wings.

He didn't seem to mind as I took his picture--in fact, I am sure the little fellow wiggled-waved a friendly antennae at me. As the sun finally touched and warmed his chill, he stretched his wings, smiled a wee bee grin and gracefully flew away, but not before circling my head a time or two.

A side note: Awhile back I posted a photo of flowers I thought were thyme. However since then I have discovered those blossoms were actually rosemary! Rosemary is delicious in salads and soups, and the leaves and flowers make a tasteful garnish for roasts and hamburger.

Bee Pretty in Pink

Honey bees are tiny heralds of spring. With their cheery hum, and gentle disposition, they bring with them a sense of contentment. This good-natured little fellow let me follow him around the tree clicking photos as I went. (grin) He was a little frustrated with me by the time I caught this lovely picture of him. He was never mean, did not try to sting me, and kept on working.
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What a happy industrious little insect. I imagine I would be happy too, if I were a bee, loaded with purpose, lost in all that pink fragrant blossoming--even with a crazy human following along with that gigantic black eye, clicking and buzzing...indeed, I would be happy.

Bee on Bluebell

I love bluebells. Already they are begining to show themselves in my garden, along with the purple and pink crocus. I have always loved bluebells. I am sure the faeries in my garden play music on them when I'm not looking. I enjoy the honey bees humming along. Here I caught the honey bee--but not the fairy!