I used to be afraid of bees. My mom says I was stung by my eye as a toddler...I don't remember; I just remember being terrified. I loved going to Medora in the summer, except there were always a lot of bees around for some reason. Guess I'm growing out of it. I took these shots thinking that the bees are more interested in the bee balm and flowers than me.
For I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength. Philipians 4:13