I’ve been long on bumbles lately, so here’s a honeybee shot in October at Ogden Botanical Gardens. I don’t know what this flower is, but it’s one of the last ones to keep blooming…even through moderate frosts. As fall winds down, the bees have fewer sources to use. Somehow these that bloom late have become some of my favorites.
Kind of mailing this one in. I think the picture is fantastic. It’s a creamy variant of a sedum – with bee neck, much like the Feb 1 post from this year. Mid-afternoons until the dusk, the honeybees just flock to these. They’re late-season bloomers around here and it’s the honeybees that seem to be the most attracted to them. They’re neat flowers in their own right.
This is the first in a long series of bees on imperfect flowers (this one having been ravaged by grasshoppers). One of the basic tenets of photography, I’m told, is to pick the best examples of your subjects (and backgrounds) that you can. For this site, I’m not sure I agree. Not only because it’s primarily about the bees (and it is), but also for a couple of other, related reasons.
First, there’s beauty to be found all the way through the cycle. This deserves more than a single sentence (and maybe I’ll yammer about it sometime), but it’s just true. And not only because it’s part of the cycle – but because the beauty is inherent.
Second, there are some who manicure their gardens – they “deadhead” the moment a blossom is past its prime – or if the blossom is damaged. That’s one point of view. And I’ll not argue with it. But I will point out that the bee doesn’t give even a single, half-a-damn that the flower looks torn up. There’s pollen there – there’s energy there – there are winter stores there… And she’s hard at work on this particular wreck of a blossom.
It’s really more than just “the eye of the bee(badpun)holder”. It’s real. It’s what’s for dinner.
It’s supposed to start storming here tomorrow. But today…today the girls were out again in the crocuses. I love this time of year. Not much more to say other than that I’m thrilled to see the cycle starting anew…again.
Well, and that I feel bad not getting in closer to the pollen-eyed little one. But the crocuses…they deserve some love, too.
In other news – second month of bees.photo starting today. Mini-milestone.
Finally!! I took our traveling bus down to the garage to get it worked on, and a friend from there drove me back to the house. As we pulled into the driveway, I saw (on a south-facing slope) several honeybees at work in the newly-blooming crocuses. The conversation stopped abruptly and I got out of the car and sprinted to the house for my camera. Don’t know if I even thanked him for the ride home.
Got some reasonable shots, but the joy… Spring is coming. Bees are back at work. Things are good!
For the record, that crocus is a Crocus tommasinianus ‘Roseus’
Apart from the pollen on her eye and her neat pollen bucket, one of the things to notice about this photograph is the varying states of maturity of the aster flowers. The one on the lower right has just opened, whereas the one on the upper right is starting to fade. They flower profusely in the late summer until the first hard frost. After almost everything else has faded for the season, they’re still going strong and they’re really the go-to as Fall winds down. The bees just love them.
I shot this one at the Ogden Botanical Gardens, too. Neat tongue on this one. This particular flower is wonderful for pollinators. Bumbles, honeybees, and lots of varieties of butterflies seem to flock to it. It blooms in late summer and early fall here in the Rockies and, at least here, just teems with them in the afternoon.
In the fall, I have a really bad habit of being impressed by these very large, very inexpensive plastic pots of ‘mums at Costco. So every year I buy one. And every year, it’s a challenge to figure out where to plant it. And they keep coming back – and hybridizing.
They’re a great flower for pollinators in the fall. Honeybees and that fly that mimics a bee (which one, right? there seem to be more than a few) seem to be the most fond of the ‘mums. But pollinators are pollinators.
The light on this one is a little blasting. Shade’s generally better for good photographs, but I like the shot nonetheless. It always tickles me to see the pollen baskets filling. And a filthy face doesn’t ever hurt.