I rescued this bee today. Or perhaps not. She was stumbling drunk through the unmown grass, on a road to nowhere. I picked her up, asking kindly that she did not sting me, and put her on the ginger lily, Hedychium aurantiacum. If I was a bee it is where I would like to be. She had a few sups then tumbled down to the soil below, stumbling into the undergrowth. Which is where I left her, hopefully to find what she was looking for or a place to lay her head.