Bee guest in the morning
A small kind peaceful bee was waking up on the window sill this morning. It looked like it had given up finding the way out through the closed window. Fresh outside air was flowing in through the cracks but the outside world seemed closed off. I caught the bee with an old crystal glass and a piece of paper and put it on a rose brush on the balcony. There, in the full sun, the bee seemed to feel better. It could walk over familiar landscape and sense plant things with its antennae.