
It’s impossible
The flight of the bumblebee
Played in A minor
7:30 pm — North, South, East, and West.






A bee, I’ll call Wild-B, was minding his own business collecting pollen on an echinacea, when another bee, I’ll call Sam-I-am, started buzzing Wild-B. Wild-B held his position and stuck out his pollen laden back legs as he tried to block and discourage Sam-I-am from buzzing him. Sam-I-am was quite pesky, but finally moved on after a Bumble Bee landed on the echinacea. Wild-B also took off once the Bumble Bee started making his way around the flower in Wild-B’s direction.








See them up close and personal at http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2017/1/cone-head-style
You can see the full series of these amorous Clouded Sulphur butterflies at http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/8/clouded-sulphur
See more life in our meadow at http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/7/lively-meadow
More colors at http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/7/colors-at-sunset