Uninvited Guest

We are homebodies, as I've already said.  But recently, Bug and I have been taking frequent trips to Lowe's.  We like Lowe's.  A lot.

So there we were, in the garden section marveling at all of the glorious colors.  Like this:

And this . . .

And even this . . .

Bug even got into the spirit of things, touching blooms and running up and down the aisles.

We were having a glorious time.  That is, until the "Buzzy Bee" showed up.  Now, the bee was completely oblivious to our existence, and I would have taken a picture of said bee.  Promise I would.  But, at that moment, Bug took off down the aisle like his pants were on fire, screaming like a banshee, "Aaaagh!  The buzzy bee!  The buzzy bee!"  So instead, I took this picture:

Needless to say, our stroll through the garden department came to an abrupt end, as Bug demanded that we go inside immediately.  Nothing I did could calm him, but once he saw the porch swing, he climbed up and regrouped, still wary of any other "buzzy bees" that might be lurking nearby.

Finally, we bought a birdseed bell and called it a day.  Ahh, so much for stopping to smell the roses!

Hugs 'n love