I'm standing under my blossoming plum tree with my eyes shut. The heady scent of the blooms is like a tea I want to consume by tiny warm sips. But the sound, the sound I hear is most riveting. BBZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz. The first spring honey bees have filled the air, busily visiting each blossom. I opened my eyes long enough to take a photograph.
Look closely......can you see the honey bee in the photo?