Sequestered, Week 307 (CCCVII)

Bumble Girls in the Basil

Bumble Girls in the Gold

Bumble girl in the Purple

Bumble Girls in the Gold

Froth and Fragrance

One day there are no leaves on trees in the village at all, and the next day the same trees are fully leafed out, their voluptuous canopies alive with birds who dish out madrigals at sunrise and trip the light fantastic from branch to branch until the sun goes down. Their pleasure in the day and the season is obvious.

Crabapple trees, flowering almonds and plums seem to leaf out and flower overnight, and wonder of wonder, they are alive with madly buzzing bumbles, honey bees and wasps. Dusted with pollen from stem to stern, the little dears are in constant motion, ecstatic to be feeling sunlight on their wings and foraging for nectar on a balmy morning in May.

Here comes another fine northern summer of prowling about in gardens wild and domestic with trowel and hoe, camera and macro lens, drinking in light and gathering nectars of my own. Now and then, I will put down my gear and dance with the joyous bumble girls. Ungainly creature that I am, I hope no one is watching.

Bumble Girls in the Basil

Bumble Girls in the Gold

Bumble Girl in the Purple

Common eastern bumblebee (Bombus impatiens),

Purple coneflower (Echinacea purpurea)

Bumble Girls in the Pink

Bumble Girls in the Pink

Bumble Girl in the Gold

Morning Offering

Bumble Girls in the Pink