Friday, February 23. 2018
Walking round the garden to admire the snowdrops with a group of friends the sun came out for a few brief moments and the crocuses opened up their faces to the sky. And suddenly we became aware of the hum of bees among them. Lots of them. One or two massive bumbles but many more little ones busy and lively. Some I think were honey bees but most from the great tribes of solitary bees that make their homes in holes and cracks. It was a magical moment. Ignorant as I am I don't know how they came to spring into activity so quickly or where they have gone now. Since then the weather has been cold and I haven't seen any more. Are they lingering in their shelters waiting for the next balmy day? Gardens are full of these intense and uplifting moments to be cherished and remembered to keep one warm while winter lingers on.