Today I went to look at the last little bit of wildflowers that are growing on the side of the road. I know when it gets hotter, they will be gone. I smile everytime I pass them because they were my wedding bouquet. I stopped to take pictures of them and then found a few others. I reached down to hold one and didn’t even see until I took the picture that there was a bee in the flower. He didn’t mind. I didn’t mind. So, I kept holding the flower. I don’t ever pull the flowers out of the ground, just lay them in my hand. When I got home I downloaded my pictures and was entertained completely by a squirrel who decided that his mushroom was FAR better than all of the nuts my daughter had tossed to him. He looked at the nuts, sniffed them, even licked one and was like EH and went on his way. Hope this brings a little bit of joy.