Seasons End …

No fancy camera work, just what I could get without disturbing them. Don’t want to be the death of any this close to ‘winter’.
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These few are regulars outside the back door now, best shelter from the elements, rain, wind, cold night sky.

It’s usually the youngsters have the lighter colouring, smaller too straight from the nest, still coming …

I might set up some background during the day, before they come home to sleep. It might disturb them though.
It’s getting colder now and fewer plants are flowering hereabouts. Time’s up for many a small creature.
The Blue Banded Bee can be found sheltering from the cold dark sky under cover of the star jasmine, holding on to dried out stems.
They won’t give up, that’s not their nature. Come sunrise they will be away once more, seen doing what they do best, buzzing about the gardens nectar pots.
No worries about getting through the winter, no fear of death. None of that nonsense for the intrepid BBB.
Bee knows no psychological past so has no future, no imagination to stir emotion to be lost in.
Bee is what bee does, plus the power, of silence, of stillness behind.
Little beauty beeing.
© Mark Berkery ……. Click on those pictures for a closer look
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Simply excellent as always Mark ,
Thanks David …