Honestly? It's lucky there's a photo here at all. All over the landscape of our favorite walk in Bluffs Park these days a shrub is blooming, tiny flowers, ragged and messy and, from the behavior of the bees, laced with meth.
We're talking big bees here, the size of a grape, an enraged and territorial grape. Walk along and they buzz you, fly at your face, herd you away. But all the paths are lined with this plant so you're basically racing along, surrounded, praying that urban legends about killer zombie vampire bees have not come true.