Whispers of Nectar

Hovering just above the rim of the vase is a lone bee, mid-flight, its delicate wings blurred with movement.  It's not just collecting pollen - it's listening.  The flower speak not in words, but in scent and sweetness, in the silent invitation that only the bee understands.  Their exchange is ancient, instinctual, and unseen by most.

Size:  36 x 36