Hanging Out

Hanging Out

Just a little visitor we had this past summer. They stayed for a day and night in the same spot and then left for greener pastures.


Can’t Find My Way Home



When I first saw this little bee this morning, he was further down the face of the flower and not moving. Thought he had died there on the flower. He has moved up the flower in the last few hours but with the temperature in the 50’s and a storm coming into the area tonight. He may never find his way home again.