This is the little guy I was photographing before I saw the Hummingbird from yesterday’s post.
It deserves its own little poem.
Bee Haiku
Fuzzy bumble bee
helps its self
to nectar banquet.
I take pictures.
It seems Sunday’s have become Critter Day
Fun fact: Flying not only gets bees from one place to another, but also builds up an electoral charge so pollen sticks to their fuzzy bodies. They’re such magnetic little beeings 😉
Light Words 
Bees and flowers–what could be a better topic for spring????
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Wasn’t yesterday the most beautiful Spring day? Made me smile 😉
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Neat, neat picture Carol. But . . . . I thought Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear??
NDL
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Wuzzn’t he? I haven’t heard that in a very long time.
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I love Haiku and I like your Bumble Bee Haiku. The last line is perfect.
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Thank you Jack 🙂
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Love your haiku! Bees are such wonderful little creatures. 🙂
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Eve, I have been admiring your poetry for some time your compliment means a lot to me and the bees.Tthank you.
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