Promise to be softer

Hello hiveans?
I have the confidence to fly but not with my left and right wings. It's a beautiful sight to be grounded in flowers at the bottom of the earth's surface. A cute butterfly offered me multiples when they were about to look for honey in some flower ties, she gave me a chance to talk to her but I guess it was impossible to understand her language.

A few weeks ago I also experienced the same thing, I'm not used to adapting to these tiny animals, but they also offer me a sweet smile, standing on the finger of my right hand, it looks like the butterfly is acting mischievous without it knowing it's a finger and not the petals they are aiming for.

Heavy rains became a beautiful natural phenomenon in time, I can't believe why animals like them were not seen at that time, I myself often pay attention to this condition, whether they have small minimalist houses in the crevices of the grass or just get rid of them altogether, I feel even more astonished at that could it be the discord between the leaves that hides its existence?

When I am in open places such as gardens and small forests, here there are often power struggles. Well, yesterday I just saw this opportunity, a honey bee that is both looking for pollination they repel each other between the two parties involved, I think both of them have the same food but one of them has to succumb to who is the toughest to master the cider, this diversity is extraordinary.

At first the butterfly is gentle, can be hostile by grabbing the stamens on the flower petals, just like bees I'm not sure they are a predatory group, but just fighting for food. 😌

I am more sure to like the appearance of these cross pollinated animals, I prefer to photograph them here. I am talking about daily reflections, why I play with those little butterflies in my intensive garden.

Today I do not promise to be more humble but the time that pushes me to be more humble!