Can't talk, makin' honey
The Carniolan Grey beavering away for the benefit of her human masters.
As I was lying face down in bees one of the soldiers in the logistics unit was yelling at me that the little purple wildflowers I was photographing (she couldn't see the bees) are good for making some kind of tea that is healthful and whatnot. I forget the name she said for the flowers. Slovenes will make tea out of your shoes if you stand still long enough and then they'll give it to you for the hangover you got from drinking their schnapps made from flowers.