The Birds and the Bees
My first success growing sunflowers, which shouldnâ€™t be so difficult except that my sunny location has highly compacted soil, came this summer, and now their happy heads bob in the breeze outside my kitchen window. As the autumn chill approaches, I see a new bloom and step outside to get a closer look.
At first Iâ€™m not sure of what Iâ€™m seeingâ€”the thing is the same golden brown as the small disk flowers that form the center of the sunflower. But, yes, there are the striped gold and black hairs of the honeybeeâ€™s thorax, and there are its tiny antenna, and its legs, still clinging. I wave my hand near it, but it doesnâ€™t move. It looks just like a photo my friend Lisa just placed ...