The sun peeked over the hillside, sending warm rays across the meadow. As the light filled the field, the flowers began to open their petals to greet the new day. Beehives buzzed with activity as the bees woke up and got ready for a busy day of work.
Beatrice the bee rubbed the sleep from her eyes and buzzed good morning to her sisters. "Ready for another day, bees?" she asked cheerfully. The other bees buzzed in reply, folding their wings neatly against their fuzzy bodies.
The bees filed out of the hive entrance, zipping into the sweet morning air. Beatrice breathed deeply, smelling the scent of nectar wafting from the flowers. "Let's get to work!" she said.
The bees scattered across the meadow, visiting flowers and collecting pollen. Beatrice flew to a sunny daisy, landing lightly on its bright petals. "Good morning, Mr. Daisy!" she said, nuzzling into the flower's center. She gathered up pollen dust on her legs like fuzzy yellow pants.
Her sister Belinda buzzed over to a purple lilac blossom, sipping nectar from its base. "Dee-licious!" she said, her voice muffled by the sweet nectar. Other bees landed on snapdragons, lilies, and bluebells, buzzing happily as they worked.
When her pollen baskets were full, Beatrice zoomed back to the hive. At the entrance, she stopped to press the pollen off her legs, packing it into the honeycomb. The comb was getting full of golden pollen, which the bees would use to feed the new baby bees.
As the sun traveled across the sky, the bees visited flower after flower, busily gathering nectar and pollen. Their wings whirred like tiny motors, carrying them farther across the meadow. Beatrice paused to rest on a grass stem, fanning her tired wings. Looking around, she saw her fellow bees hard at work. Their hive would have lots of honey for the days ahead!
At last the sun began to set, and the bees returned to the hive for the night. Beatrice curled up in her cozy chamber, using her back legs to brush pollen from her fuzzy b..
