I love Autumn; all that bounty each day.
The honey bees were unable to visit this year, poor wee victims of mankind's greed & arrogance.
I was looking at the very sparse crop of runner beans in early summer, provided by a small number of valiant male bumble bees, with sad nostalgia.
Not so come Autumn.
Those wonderful Momma bumbles have increased their output of hard working males & I have beans for Africa.
Mother Nature is just grand.
I shall be putting Bumble houses in all the dark shady places to help this wonderful provider survive in my garden of no sprays.
Town is such a dangerous place though; with all the thoughtless use of toxic sprays to look after show flowers; that only feed the ego; or like my control freak neighbour who "can't stand bugs" & sprays anything that moves.S
If they keep it up much longer they will inherit a barren earth & wonder why they are starving.
Oops how did that wonderful warm glow turn into another rant? Sorry Ladies.
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