Right before the sun went down last night, I spent about fifteen minutes following this little guy around the lamb's ears with my camera. He was very tolerant, but I think I could have done him a lot more justice with a better lens.
Too bad camera gear won't be in the budget any time soon.
For the record, I've got two bee's nests in my yard. We coexist quite happily, and I often prune or deadhead the same plants where they are collecting pollen. I've never been stung. (The fuzzy bees are less territorial, and so unlikely to attack.) I actually took a class on urban bee keeping last winter, which I found absolutely fascinating. Unfortunately, finances reared its ugly head and stopped me from going any further with it. So, I enjoy the bees who came to my yard on their own and encourage them to stay by trying to have something blooming for them all summer long.