Unlike Minneapolis in the late fall, where only a few flowers continue to bloom, Abadania is alive with color.
As I was taking pictures of this flowering vine a large bee flew near me, going from flower to flower. At first I paid it little attention, my focus being on the flowers. That changed when the black and gold insect droned loudly by my ear. I could feel the breeze from its wings. The bee was larger than my thumb. Its six legs dangled down, heavily loaded with pale yellow pollen. It was intent on harvesting and paid me no mind.
I kept a respectful distance.
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