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.