Showing posts with label bumblebee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bumblebee. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
SNUG AS A BEE IN A BLOOM…
Though it warmed up considerably later on, yesterday morning began decidedly brisk—chilly enough that a light jacket felt good as I ambled around the side yard while Moon-the-Dog made her usual investigatory peregrinations.
On the wild hillside, bloodroot's white blooms remained firmly closed, their leaves clasped tight around the stem, as if in prayer. Even the dense patches of lesser celandine down along the river revealed not a single opened flower.
Yet the narcissus seemed to be just fine, already up and at 'em, strutting their stuff for the newborn day. The various daffodils in shades of white and cream and pale butter seemed luminous in the burgeoning light, while the brilliant yellow jonquils appeared downright jaunty.
It was in one of these jonquils that I spied the bumblebee in the photo, tucked snugly under a protective golden petal…obviously waiting for the rising sun to heat things up a bit before he stirred from his comfy bed.
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Tuesday, July 20, 2010
LUMBERING BUMBLEBEE
I don't know what it is about purple coneflower that bumblebees find so attractive—but I never find one without the other. Perhaps the bloom's nectar is especially tasty or intoxicating, or the pollen especially delectable. Even though there may be a half-dozen other flower species of similar height and size in full bloom nearby, the bumblebees seem most interested in snuffling over the flower's rounded centers.
Up close, they look for all the world like shaggy beasts grazing a reddish-orange field. Which is exactly the case.
Bumblebess forage to gather both nectar and pollen. In the photo above, you can see a only few grains of pollen clinging to this particular insect's rear legs; often the legs, sides, and underparts are practically covered with the stuff, as if they'd been heavily dusted with golden flour. Bumblebees use the gathered pollen to feed their larvae young—and of course they inadvertently pollinate various plants and flowers as they forage, making them one of the most useful garden helpers around.
Because of their large size and loud buzz, bumblebees tend to frighten some folks who don't understand their gentle nature. I suppose they do look a bit fearsome, unless, like me, you equate them more to woolly-haired sheepdogs.
However the truth is, a big ol' bumblebee hummin' and bumbling its way around your plants—even those plants inches away from where you stand or sit—poses no threat whatsoever if left to its business. Yes, they can sting, and more than once since their stinger lacks a barb. But they won't…not unless you threaten or try to harm it in some way. In point of fact, a bumblebee will pretty much do everything it can to avoid any sort of contact with a human, and any fear we have towards them is largely unfounded.
This morning, though the day is arriving heavily overcast and threatening rain, the bumblebees have already made their first visits to my small patch of purple coneflower. "Busy as a bee" applies to bumblebees as well as honeybees. They may be fat, but they're not lazy.
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