Everything in bloom being pollinated.
The bees are busy.
With the exception of one enjoying his relection in the glass.
Buzzing to and fro and back and forth, never pollinating only admiring.
The new bulbs beginning their spring ritual and new flora reveals a glimpse of herself.
Thinking about trimming a plant back as she silently begs for more time. With her wish granted she drapes her leaves over her neighbour and relaxes for another day.
The trees are becoming full
Soon blocking the morning sun
When all is shade the lilies will be happy but the geraniums will complain.