Yellow and black bodies streak through the lush plant life overhanging

Anticipation fills the canopy as this minute creature gives life

“This only happens once a year,” the trees whisper to each other, “We must look our best.”

This creature does not care for looks, its eyes are set on one job

Vociferously beating its wings as it nimbly navigates all terrains; roads, streams, cities and desert

Gathering nectar of flowers to feed the young of the hive

Unbeknownst to them, they are creating life for themselves and other insects that feast on nectar

The flowers that the nectar has been taken from gives one of their biggest predators a food source