In this delightful snapshot, that fuzzy little visitor looks positively thrilled to be knee-deep in sunflower pollen, like it's throwing its own backyard bash under the Alberta sky!
Bumblebee Boogie in OkotoksOh, bumblebee, you plump ol' fluffball,
Black-and-gold stripes, with an orange sash so dapper,
You tumbled into my sunflower throne,
Pollen pockets full, like a fuzzy overcoat loan. From the prairies you buzzed, rare as a comet's wink,
Dodgin' the wind in Okotoks' blink,
While honeybees hustle in their hive-line grind,
You're the solo artist, leavin' glitter behind! Sip that nectar sweet, you rotund rover,
Turn my backyard bloom into a pollen bonanza fever.
If life's a garden, you're the wild card queen—
Keep buzzin', buddy, you're the bee I've always dreamed!
Bumblebee Boogie in OkotoksOh, bumblebee, you plump ol' fluffball,
Black-and-gold stripes, with an orange sash so dapper,
You tumbled into my sunflower throne,
Pollen pockets full, like a fuzzy overcoat loan. From the prairies you buzzed, rare as a comet's wink,
Dodgin' the wind in Okotoks' blink,
While honeybees hustle in their hive-line grind,
You're the solo artist, leavin' glitter behind! Sip that nectar sweet, you rotund rover,
Turn my backyard bloom into a pollen bonanza fever.
If life's a garden, you're the wild card queen—
Keep buzzin', buddy, you're the bee I've always dreamed!
