I got up early the next morning and strapped Zach onto my chest with the Baby Bjorn and took a walk around the neighborhood.
There was a notice of a cockatiel that had gotten loose. You were supposed to let it climb up on your shoulder if you found it, and then call the number on the posters that were on every other light pole.
There were many lots that did not have houses built on them yet, which tended to be covered with clover. The bumblebees were loving this. They don't seem to mind having their photo taken from 2" away with your camera on macro.