I took a few minutes this afternoon to stop and smell the roses. Well, not actually roses, since they aren’t blooming yet. I stopped and smelled the Mountain Laurel.

The bees really love the Mountain Laurel. There must have been 100 of them buzzing around, and they seemed none to happy to have me invading their space. I snapped this one photo and ran away. I have never been stung by a bee. I would like that to continue to be a fact. :)