Yes, I did make up that word. And it’s been waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too long to know if I used it right. Tough.
Here’s today’s bee. Shot before the next pic happened.
Phone pic of the aftermath of a HUGE hailstorm that just wrecked everything. Notice that the standards are shredded and the middle of the flower is full of hail. I got there a bit late…after it melted some. Brutal on everything blooming.
I keep saying, “there’s probably a lesson there” here on this site. There probably is. I’m going to go with two: First, no matter how well you do your stuff…mindfully and elegantly…sometimes life comes along and hails (that may or may not be a euphemism) on it. Second, the hail melts and becomes a memory quickly…while the protected buds unfurl and the beauty returns. Irises and other flowers keep going. So do the bees. So do you. It’s what we all do.
Different iris this time. So many in bloom now, but still rare to catch a bee on one. So…that’s what I’m shooting and posting. A bit too much dark and light in this shot, but that’s what nature has done so that’s what I capture (or reflect).
I like the profile shots lots – in which more of the bee is in focus. Been really appreciating this spring. So many laments during the winter that I was missing the bees. Oh, in other news, just got a text from the bee woman (known as JodyBees…let me know if you want some honey…can ship and it’s fantastic) asked if there was room for a fourth hive in the back yard. How could I say no?? I didn’t, of course. Apparently the queen is a Pendleton (which means the bees may have reddish thorax). That would be super. Anyway…enjoy today’s!
Title strikes me as odd. How does one fly in a sea? Guess the bees have figured it out. I seem to get so many “going away” shots – birds, bees, wildlife. Not so many coming at me…but there are a few.
Don’t know what this iris is called, but it sure went wild this year. Must have been more than a dozen blooming at once – and all at the same height. Really a stunner. Bonus points for the shots with bee shadow, too. I really like that.
This one is my new favorite. It’s a tiny, tiny, tiny metallic-looking sweat bee on an iris petal (called a fall – those are the ones which, not surprisingly, hang down. The upright ones are called standards.). But here’s the thing – if you look in the lower right part of the photograph, you can actually see the thickness of the iris’ fall. That’s not something I’d considered before. And it gives some scale to the bee – which (by my guess) was about a quarter of the size of a grain of rice. So tiny…yet so neat.
Sooooooooo many irises around here. Probably 50+ different varieties of shorties blooming presently in the gardens. And so many more to come. But… Super rare to catch a bee on one – let alone a bumble. I think this is a queen, too. She was kind of rough on the blossoms. Looked like she was wrestling with something inside. This is a pic of her heading in:
Nice face, wing, eyes, ocelli (those three bumps on her head between her eyes are actually eyes – total of five), pollen basket, etc. But the thing that drew me to this pic, odd as it may be, was the chewed-up iris leaf there in the upper left. Mostly just because it’s so typical of a summer day in the garden. Those grasshoppers are voracious…and pretty indiscriminate. Good bee today. Again, click on the pic – it will embiggen (yeah, that’s in the dictionary now) itself. Pretty cool. Now to go back thru the site…
The fourth of four finally opened today – here it is. So…we had a pod of bee-bred iris seeds, planted them, and they flowered this year. They’re all from the same pod – siblings – yet are very different. The other three can be found here and here and here. Neat stuff. My favorite is the purple, but this one is plenty neat itself.