For someone who has a mild allergy to bees (bad enough to land me in the hospital but mild enough not to need an EpiPen just yet), I sure love to get up close and personal with them. Bugs fascinate me. I could watch ants work for hours. And bees. Oh bees!
Look at his gorgeous fuzzy coat and coloring. I'd love to rescue him, take him home, feed him a raw diet and play bee games. Do you think I could clicker train a bee? I don't see why not. They're as work motivated as your typical cattle or herding dog. The phrase, "Busy as a Bee" doesn't exist for nothing.
Bees are the ultimate zen master. Full of purpose, goals and missions. Focused. Always busy. And completely content. Though, I confess I never really asked a bee if he was truly happy. I imagine the bee would probably scoff and tell me he was much too busy to contemplate his happiness. Either that or he'd take the Hail Mary and sting me just for asking such a stupid question.
The happiness of the bee is to exist. For man, it is to know that and to wonder at it."
~ Jacques Yves Cousteau
September 2012, Bee Happy
Photographs Taken at Monet's Garden, Giverny, France
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