For beebread is much more nutritious than the bread we eat. In fact, it takes the place of meat and eggs and milk and all the other things we take such pains to get.
You do not see where a bee finds bread in a flower?
That is because you are not a bee. If you were, you would know at once.
Suppose you watch a bee go into a morning-glory.
She will be in a great hurry, and you will have to keep your eyes open, or all will be over before you know what has happened.
She will suck up the honey, and then very likely she will turn around and around on the white pole-like part that stands up in the middle of the flower. She is not doing this for fun, nor because she is confused and does not know which way to go next.
She is gathering fine flour of which to make beebread.
Put your finger into the morning-glory and you, too, may gather this fine flour.
When you take your finger out there will be something like fine white powder clinging to it. Well, that is the flour from which the bee makes her beebread. We call it pollen, and if we look closely we shall find it is stored in five tiny boxes.
These boxes, which are called anthers, open by a slit along one side, and the bee puts her funny little feet into the slits and scrapes out the pollen, which she moistens with honey and packs into baskets on her hindermost legs, or fastens to the hairs on the under side of her body.