Bee Bumble and the Stingers

This bee, a humble bumble bee, made his home in the middle of the path I wander down every day in order to go to my studio at the bottom of the garden. It’s not a particularly safe or well chosen site but I have now marked the tiny hole with three bamboos so that I don’t tread on it and cause it to cave in.

I like seeing him squeezing himself out of the hole and then doing a little zig-zag dance before he heads off to the bee supermarket for his pollen; and then I like seeing him coming back, laden down with shopping bags stuffed to the brim, sqeezing himself fatly down into his bee-doir, bee-droom,  bee-spoke country home… …or maybe it’s just a Bee and Bee…

Enough of the bee!