I return, without apologies, to our need for bees. Up here it has been cool and breezy for several weeks and the cherry blossoms at the entry to our avenue have shed pink snowy petals into the gutters. Our apples, which in the south east would have been three weeks earlier than this are at last apple blossom white. Our rhododendron by the front gate looks spectacular. The bees, and other pollinators are favouring it.
Haven't you noticed, I ask these little six legged friends, that it's time to move to the back garden and start on our trees? I look back to our allotment and remember how on warm spring days our damson tree was covered in pollinators of all kinds. The weather was so still that you could hear the low murmur of bees about their business. Though tossed about by arbitrary gusts, I would at least have hoped that bumblebees, with their superior aerodynamic skills would have found their way to our lawn.
So far I have seen a handful of bees on our trees. Admittedly one busy bee can do the work of two or three. Come on invertebrates, there is sufficient blossom here for bees, bumble bees, hoverflies or even wasps. And then could you start on the broad beans, please?
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