Another chance to quote Carl Sandburg:
Bee Song
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Bees in the late summer sun
Drone their song
Of yellow moons
Trimming black velvet,
Droning, droning a
sleepysong.
So this little bee kept nibbling on my fruit plate. He wouldn't go away and swatting at him didn't seem like a good idea -- I was afraid he'd get mad and sting me. So I spared a small piece of watermelon and put it a few feet away. That distracted him sufficiently for me to enjoy my fruit plate as well as pull out the macro lens and take pictures of him eating a summer lunch.
