Benny the Bee wakes up every morning with a list. Not a written list — he's too busy for that — but a mental one, buzzing around in his head before he's even out of the hive. Flowers to visit. Friends to check on. Honey to make. Benny moves through The Farm like a tiny golden blur, stopping just long enough to say hello, drop off something sweet, or help with whatever needs doing. He's the reason the orchard blooms every spring, the reason Miss Pie always has enough honey for her recipes, and the reason the whole farm smells faintly of wildflowers on warm afternoons. Small as he is, The Farm would be a very different place without him.