First I saw sunlight catching on insects flying over the garden, but I wasn’t sure I saw anything big enough. Then I definitely caught sight of yellow and black stripes. I walked over to the crocuses and heard that old, familar buzz. And there she was, the first bee of the year!
She’s definitely a honeybee, though browner than most. And while I got this picture, a big fat bee passed by, possibly a shiny-butt Carpenter bee.
The bees are ready, too.
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