Another Excuse to be Weird

"What does one see with ones head in a tree full of bees?" We can hear you wondering and so intrepid and ever curiouser, thus we sought in the so sunny afternoon of a seventy degree Walla Walla day.

Effervescent synaptic sizzle with extra seething pink, a buzzing redbud found, I and present company, stuck our whole brain in without spilling a drop. Axis mundi, cherry-colored hive, alive in thrumming Aeolian electric hum.

Honestly, it's just another dance craze conjuration.