There’s something amazing that happens when you observe nature first-hand. You could read about nature’s processes in a book, see it on film, check out someone’s blog, but nothing, absolutely nothing, beats observing it yourself.
I’ve been trying to pay a visit to my morning glories every day. The leaves aren’t doing so hot, mostly because there was a few days I forgot to water it, and then the Asian beetles were munching on them, but the flowers themselves seem to be thriving quite nicely.
Sadly, my two older girls miss out on seeing the bees visiting the flowers. I MUST remember to take them out Saturday morning to watch the bees. I did video tape a bit of it, but it’s still not going to be the same experience as watching them up close, seeing the pollen stick to their back legs, and watching it drop off as they move from flower to flower. A-MA-ZING!
It was fascinating to watch the carpenter bees at work.
I’m also becoming quite comfortable getting up close and personal to see the action inside the flowers. It’s not scary when you realize that the bees are more interested in the flowers than they are of you.