When I came across a swarm of sweat bees perched on the lawn weeds, the sun was already tipped toward the west. While some of them were chit-chatting, perhaps gossiping about something, others were left alone, and perhaps they just wanted some quiet time without being bothered by anyone.
Oh, dear! What adorable little creatures they are. If only they had let me join, I tried to envision how much fun it would have been. To avoid frightening them, though, I must first shrink my physique to match their size. So how is that possible? You might only hear something like that in bedtime stories because it is so absurd.
