It’s been a long while since I’ve spotted a Teddy Bear Bee in my garden. With the onset of cooler weather, the general honeybee population is more obvious, making me grab the Nikon D3000, at long last.
I’ve been struggling to blog. It’s taken a long time to shake of the blues, and guilt, after putting our dear little Vika to sleep on 24th October, 2018. I’m not there yet.
Forcing myself to blog didn’t work! It turned out that making my photos square and producing images for Beccy’s ‘words ending in light’ challenge was beyond me! I found myself reluctant to pick up the camera. Perhaps I just took too many on our travels. Thousands of unshared photos lurk on my hard drive! On a few attempts, I couldn’t decide which ones to share, so shared none. I still intend to, though. I promised. Think I even crossed my heart on my writing blog. Ooops.
Since Christmas, I’ve said to myself, just another day on the family history binge before getting back into the swing of things. Two months have drifted by. Summer has come and gone, with my bit of the country unravaged by fire. A few smoky days was all we had. Now, as if constant reminders of the global warming threat aren’t enough, we have the coronavirus. (Not literally – yet.) Gosh, it’s hard not to feel like we’re on the cusp of the apocalypse and the end of civilisation is looming.
Anyway, here I am. I have to get all this shit out of my head. I’m wondering if everyone else is feeling this way, too, and it’s not just me. The teddy bear bee prompted me to pick up my camera again, and come share it with you.
I ended up sharing more than that. Thanks for reading, if you did. Thanks for looking at my photos!