The start of summer meant the death of this fat bumble bee in my bedroom. I ran a makeshift bee hospice and left the dying bee on some flowers I had...he lasted about 12 more hours. I can't believe I actually got attached to him.
Thank you Anna Maria for this lovely shot of an ice cream truck. I find the music coming from these things to be particularly creepy...but WHAT are they trying to say with that slogan?
My baby girl, Riley, is sick with a heart condition. Her owner just emailed me to let me know. I hope she is ok, at least for a little while longer, because she brings happiness to a lot of people.