“Nom nom nom, Bzzzzz, Bzzzzz, nom.”
This little bee is chowing down on my New England Aster. I give these plants for free to neighbors. In early Autumn the asters drip with bees and butterflies. For this reason I do not feed birds in summer. When butterfly season is well past the bird feeders come out again.
“To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,
One clover, and a bee,
The revery alone will do,
If bees are few.”
~ Emily Dickensen
I wanted to post more about the loss of bees and I should. Another day, I’m…. my body has chosen to attack my eyes again. I’m feeling…defeated. Despair is not my nature but I have to pause and process and gather my strength around me. These past two weeks I’ve had trouble focusing the camera but sometime’s I’m so enrapt in shooting I’m not paying attention. It never occurred to me I was sick.
Autumn in Michigan is a sweet season and the only thing that makes the end of summer bearable. I’ll post some more fall shots that are already loaded in the queue this week. I had planned to get back to everyone’s blog but I need to rest my eyes. That defiant Irish imp, lodged near my soul and dripping with dark humor, when it heard the news wisecracked, “Think of the money you’ll save on camera equipment!” That tough imp is the one who raises it’s fists and challenges the Universe to bring it on. It’s carried me through harder times than this.
Enjoy your fall, please, re-consider any chemicals you are planning to use on your lawn. Consider the bees. Thanks!