Last week, the world around me began to bloom. Mother nature pulled out her paint pallet and began to dab the Eastern U.S. in a thousand different colors we haven’t seen in months.

We aren’t the only ones who are waking up to see the new world. With every bud and blossom that emerges, so does another critter. To drink and feast on the sugars and chomp on the detritus in a dizzy display.