| From June 10, 2012 | 
| From June 9, 2012 | 
The bee in the first shot went about knocking the petals off many a flower as he bopped around the wildflower buffet at Three Rivers last weekend.  In his own small way, he was making a huge mess.  The garden-variety fly on the daisy was doing his thing without any bother on the same day.  (The album dates do not correspond to the dates I took the pictures.  Just my excellent and unique filing skills skewing things around her just a bit.)
Down South, many folks assume summer in Connecticut must be a cool and refreshing thing.  The truth is, though, that the humidity that makes our humid subtropical climate a four-season adventure is every bit as intense as anything down there.  Ever since that summer 14 years ago when I was great (gigantic) with child, no amount of heat bothers me.  I'm grateful for that season for many reasons, including for conditioning me so that I could, as the Boss says, "smell the deep green of summer" and enjoy it completely.
Today's Flowers
Sandy Carlson Social