Dahlia coccinea has weathered the sluggy storm and finally mustered enough energy to flower. Persistence sometimes pays off.
A window of relief from the rain. A relentlessly flowering Inula hookeri. A bee taking full advantage.
I rescued this bee today. Or perhaps not. She was stumbling drunk through the unmown grass, on a road to nowhere. I picked her up, asking kindly that she did not sting me, and put her on the ginger lily, Hedychium aurantiacum. If I was a bee it is where I would like to be. She had a few sups then tumbled down to the soil below, stumbling into the undergrowth. Which is where I left her, hopefully to find what she was looking for or a place to lay her head.
Today’s perpetual rain was a great contrast to the warming sun and frisky breezes of yesterday.
I thought another “bee on flower” photo might redress the balance, if only a little.
A wonderful violet, deepest of deep, shag pile carpet. And bee.
Outside it is blowing and blustering and sheeting rain. Hope this little chap from earlier today has found a port in this storm.