|If you know where to look, you can see the sweet singers.|
There are honey bees in the heavens. Or--there are honey bees in heaven. Or--we are in heaven when there are honey bees. Or--my back patio is heaven.
The Porcelain Berry Vine that spans the timbers covering our back patio could be called "Humming Vine." From mid June until September it strikes a single note, though a bit diffused. If there is any tension or stress in the Things I get to do today, it is soothed away by the Honey Bee Chorus in C#