Terrence the Tractor was enjoying his working in the field, bluebirds were singing in the maple trees and green apples were growing on them, it was a perfect morning. “Hello there, Terrence,” said Rosie, you look as bright and cheerful as my lavender colored paint.” “Oh I do, Rosie…….” replied Terrence. “What’s that sound?” asked Rosie. “It’s the bees, Rosie,” replied Terrence. “They’re all in those boxy things called beehives, I’m taking them to the big station, the vicar says his bees make good orange blossom honey to put on anything else and is giving some of them to his close friends.”