There tons and tons of fat, happy bees, and they were so busy they didn't even buzz over to check us out.
I took Greyson to the park today and picked the prettiest tree there to set up camp. It's overflowing with blossoms and little petals would fall every now and then like snow onto me and my son, honestly making me feel like a poet in petticoats. It was only slightly ruined by the traffic rushing by 50 yards away. Oh well, I'll take peace and beauty where I can get it :)