The honeysuckle is in full bloom, it's sweet aroma filtering through the garden.
The bees are in flying from one flower to the other, climbing entirely inside
and then out again to the next. They don't seem to care if I am right next
to them or bend down this close to get their photo.
(Disregard the music, we have outdoor speakers in the courtyard
and an internet radio station that plays miscellaneous tunes)
The big bees sometimes hover right at face level while I'm working
in the garden, almost as if they are just wondering what I'm doing.
They move aside if I need through and have never been aggressive.
This little bee was perched on the pink zinnia that rests in pots by the front steps.
We're going to attend beekeeping classes so we're ready to
clean up these hives that our friends passed on to us. This is one of them
but not necessarily all the pieces. My husband is bringing them over a bit at a time.
Hopefully we will have bees next year and some great honey!