When my friend The Gardener waxed eloquent about watching bumblebees cavort in his magnificent garden, I said in my most-wistful City Rat voice, "I wish I was a bumblebee flying around a beautiful garden."
"If I looked out my window and saw a 125-pound bumblebee flying around my garden, I'd be really worried," he replied.
Nevermind.
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Image pictured: Bug, 1996, gouache on watercolor paper with 3-D cellophane wings, 16-1/4” x 21”
A version of this blog post originally appeared on August 3, 2018.