We have such beautiful trees in our yard. Saturday morning I woke up early (stinks having an internal alarm clock) and started on some housework. I went outside to throw some old bread to the birds and heard the loudest buzzing noise. I looked up in our flowering crepe myrtle and saw hundreds of bees getting their early morning breakfast. It was such a beautiful and serene sight; seeing a hardworking bee go about his cycle of life doing the only thing he knows to do. I had to take some pictures.