In a hidden corner of an overgrown garden filled with blooms and greenery, there lived a wise old Bee. Bee had seen many seasons and knew the garden's secrets like the back of his wings. One fine morning, Bee buzzed his way to a bright red Geranium, which stood proudly by the garden path. "Good morning, Geranium," Bee greeted with a hum as he hovered close. "Good morning, Bee," replied the Geranium, her petals trembling slightly in the gentle breeze. "What a beautiful morning it is. The dew...