74/365 Waiting

Warm day, cool breeze, attention divided between a good book and a fat bumblebee who danced around the blooms. I took a couple of bad shots,





and stepped in an ant bed. Luckily I only had one bad bite despite the swarming they did on my feet and legs. As we were driving home Amanda mentioned what a great picture the ants and eggs and chaos would have made. Why couldn't I have thought of it at the time?