So…um….yeah…I woke up in the parking lot, and there was nothing. Just that big empty flat space, that flat hard space where nothing grows. And there I was, stumble-bumbling, tripping over my own wings, and there was no getting airborne. I was…well, I was no, that’s not working…..no, not that either…. Um… about to NOT be. Bad for a Bee, trust me. Nothing to climb on. No launching space, just flat. I can crawl. Maybe I can keep crawling a little longer.
Then, I don’t know. Something. Not a plant. Tasted funny to my feet, but I started climbing and more climbing, and not quite enough air was catching in my wings, not yet, but I’m up, I’m …wait. UP?
And then this Dandelion! I got smack into this Dandelion.
Delicious Dandelion.
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I know, I know…what’s with picking up bees all the time? But the ones I’m helping do not seem the least interested in stinging, and it’s fun to see them up close. (Yes, I have been stung before; I’m not naive about the possiblity)
This particular bee walked right onto my hand when I reached down near it, and the only trick was to keep it from falling to the ground again before I got it over to the dandelion patch.