I'm growing weary of winter. It's been extra gloomy this year, with much more rain than usual.
I don't usually mind winter, as long as something exciting happens to break the monotony. Last year we had an ice storm. That made for some interesting photographs. But this winter, every time I've had a yen to go snap some pictures it's been soppy out and that's not good for my camera.
I'll be glad when spring gets here. It can't be far off now. Already some of the peach trees are budding and under Elmira the Elm tree a few bulbs have shot up. The purple hyacinth is even putting out early blooms. Larry covers it with a bucket each evening, just in case we get frost.
I'll be glad when it gets warm because the insects will be back. I like taking pictures of insects, especially bees. I was on a bee-photographing kick last June when I took this picture of a bumblee on the coneflower.
The thing about bees, though, is that they run out of patience with you if you follow them around. One stung me on the hand last summer when I was trying to get its picture, which was very upsetting. Not as upsetting as that Terrible Incident With the Monkey, but upsetting nonetheless.
After getting stung, I went into a temporary snit during which I refused to have anything to do with Nature.
But I couldn't stay away.
Two days later I was back, snapping pictures of moths on moonflowers. Moths are nicer. They're less businesslike than bees don't give a care if you photograph them.
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