Bee Nice

He was on the concrete steps, seemingly asleep, but stirring slightly the closer I got with the lens. Dazed, and certainly out of his element, surrounded as he was by cement, with no plants at hand. I scooped him up on a stiff piece of paper and set him up on an alstromeria flower, a place I'd seen other bees frequent. My good deed done, I went in to make blueberry waffles.