This swarm of bees adores our garden.
The delicate hovering act of a bee. Amazing to watch and see them flit about from one blossom to the next. Lovely.
Oh, the choice of blossoms is too much...where to land and pollinate?
The wings flap at such a speed that often you just notice a blur and a bit of wind. I must say, if I were a bee, I would also be attracted to the nice scent of lavender, not to mention the various shades of purple.
The gate is a mere adventure trip for our bees. Some fly over it and some try their luck flying through it...
A balancing act of nature...a feat that keeps us fed. Bees are the bee-all and end-all!
Biggi
No comments:
Post a Comment