Seasons

Every time I think of summer I picture a field of sunflowers.

The way the sun hits the petals

And the bees buzz around looking for just the right pollen.

Being picky like a child who only likes pumpernickel bread

Because of the color.

But bees are more precise about what pollen they like.

They see in more color than the average human

They have a tracking system in place to send them to the right flower.

Like a mouse who knows when to eat the cheese and when to walk away from the

Trap.