This isn’t a walking post, just thought I’d share some photos of a bee (my favourite subject) from a dinner over at Sharon’s on a cold Sunday. We’re still having family dinners outside (because of ^%$#! Covid), and now that we’re approaching autumn, it’s getting colder. It’s OK though, and if we hadn’t been sitting outside, I wouldn’t have noticed a very tired and possibly close to death bee on the deck. Before I could get to her, she survived a near miss with Stella’s paw. I coaxed her onto a flowery serviette, and then delivered her to the nearest actual flower. She seemed a little revived, but who knows?