29 June 2016

Same Old, Same Old

 


The bees are once again harvesting the white fluff off the Dusty Miller plants for their bee nest building.




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  1. I had never heard about this before you posted about it last year! And I've still not seen it happening, though hoping to someday :)

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    1. Hi Quinn,
      It is a goal of mine to photograph a bee in progress. There's more Dusty Miller planted this year in full sun to part shade. I didn't know about bee nesting until I searched the Internet after seeing a bee on the plant.

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  2. Beautiful photo! I frequently try to catch bees "working" and never have any luck.

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    1. Hi Elizabeth,
      Your 4th of July post is spot on summer with beautiful photos.

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  3. Gorgeous photo...I really love those sweet violas. And I didn't know the bees harvested the fluff off the Dusty Miller plants for their nest building...how interesting! (I must plant some!)
    Helen xox

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    1. Thank you Helen
      I haven't seen many bees flying around this year. I think I miss them harvesting because the plant they chose is partially obscured. I wish I had a cam to set up. lol
      Have a Happy Summer!

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  4. I love watching bees in action, your photo is beautiful!

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    1. Hi Celia,
      I love your interview on Doodlewash.com!

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  5. Just beautiful photo. I love to see the bees buzzing around. Loved your Fourth of July photo too. Hope you had a wonderful one. Hugs

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    1. Hugs Debbie
      I hope your 4th of July was fun.

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  6. I've never seen that plant called Dusty Miller before. In fact, I have not been sure of its name. I always liked the idea of millers being covered in dust when I was a kid, but now I think how bad it must have been for their lungs...!

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    1. Hi Jenny,
      "When I was a kid" True words!

      When I was a kid, I use to think oil in the rivers and mud puddles were like beautiful rainbows. The memory of pretty colors swirling out of a factory into the Charles River makes me cringe thinking about it, especially when I think of I played in that water!

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