I was on the lawn today, hanging out the washing... I know, boring stuff, but I was enjoying the cool grass and I had pulled out a heap of the prickles a few weeks ago so it would be nice to walk on, and WHAM!! I stepped on a bee! Blimey! I now understand why my kids get so upset and wound up when stung. I haven't had a bee sting in years, but shikes, those little suckers hurt like heck! And right in the nice little soft part of my foot.
So, I am sorry little bee - I didn't mean to step on you - but it wasn't like there was any flowers on the grass where I stepped. How about from now on, you just keep to your flowers and I will try very hard not to step on any more of your friends.
I will leave you with a photo of a gorgeous rose from my garden.