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On the morning of my ruin

I will dress in a vest of bees

as the sun crimps the sky

and light spreads, tight,

intricate as a honeycomb

over the home I’ve chosen.

The bees will cloak me; goldenly

close they’ll wander me,

those I once feared,

those who seal the suit of mail

no other ruin can sting.

  

Sarah J. Sloat

 

Yes, those beautiful flowers have to stand and take assault after assault from bees and insects. And coming in is this huge bumble bee with it's proboscis out and ready to consume some nectar! It's a good thing there is a symbiotic relationship between insects like the bumble bee and flowers!! I'm fascinated by these beautiful bumble bees. I found the bees at the Botanical Gardens in Anchorage and have been working with different camera gear and techniques to see which is better suited for these shots.

 

Taken 14 July 2017 at Botanical Gardens, Anchorage, Alaska.

This is a composite of several shots I did for this picture.

I have a step by step series and a setup shot on my FACEBOOK page if you would like to see that.

 

Strobist:

AB800 x1 in octabox to camera left.

Cybersync trigger & receiver.

 

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European Bee-eater is a beautiful and elegant bird similar to a rainbow when flying. They darts across the sky in a gaudy patchwork suit: a chestnut crown, black mask, turquoise breast, and throat feathers the hue of ripening wheat. The call of the European bee-eater sounds like a rolling ‘prrt’.

Size: Length: ±28 cm Steamers: Male: ±2,5 cm & Female ±1,8 cm Weight: ±44-78 g

Hope you will enjoy this photo.

Have a great weekend.

 

Please don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without my explicit permission. :copyright: All rights reserved

 

A texture seemed to suit this one.

I usually wait a while before a revisit to an image - but this one needed some attention straight away. I've made more of the light falling on his arm and behind him and now it 'feels' better.

 

Apologies to those who viewed and commented on the previous version.

 

Strobist:

x1 Einstein640 at head height to camera left as key.

x1 AlienBees AB800 camera right as fill.

 

The before and after comparison for this edit is here:

www.flickr.com/photos/bigpicture1966/8208073043/in/photos...

Top Of The World

 

I hope you all like this shot and I think that the songs suits it too. Have a wonderful afternoon flickr friends. (View Large if you would like to, and see details.)

 

Hugs,

Kim

Back ground my own

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Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size

But when I start to tell them,

They think I’m telling lies.

I say,

It’s in the reach of my arms

The span of my hips,

The stride of my step,

The curl of my lips.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

 

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.

I say,

It’s the fire in my eyes,

And the flash of my teeth,

The swing in my waist,

And the joy in my feet.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can’t touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them

They say they still can’t see.

I say,

It’s in the arch of my back,

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

 

Now you understand

Just why my head’s not bowed.

I don’t shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.

When you see me passing

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It’s in the click of my heels,

The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand,

The need of my care,

‘Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

~Maya Angelou

I found a newly blooming bush in a neighbor's yard today that had some big, fat bees sniffing around it in the afternoon. I went back this evening sans kid but the bees were mostly gone. The mosquitoes, unfortunately, had not followed suit. Even though I hosed myself down with Off I still got all sorts of chewed up.

 

It was worth it, though -- I'm really pleased with the way this shot turned out, even though there's not a bee in sight.

Phenomenal Woman

 

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size

But when I start to tell them,

They think I'm telling lies.

I say,

It's in the reach of my arms

The span of my hips,

The stride of my step,

The curl of my lips.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.

I say,

It's the fire in my eyes,

And the flash of my teeth,

The swing in my waist,

And the joy in my feet.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

Men themselves have wondered

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can't touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them

They say they still can't see.

I say,

It's the arch of my back,

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

Now you understand

Just why my head's not bowed.

I don't shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.

When you see me passing

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It's in the click of my heels,

The bend of my hair,

the palm of my hand,

The need of my care.

'Cause I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

--Maya Angelou

Today is my RL birthday, so I decided to pose in my Bee-Day suit. ;o) And what better place for a bee, then a gorgeous field of flowers.

 

Bee happy.

Bee kind.

Bee silly.

Bee flexible.

Bee naughty.

Bee a good friend.

 

Bee what ever you want to bee today. :o)

 

The Bee Costume is a freebie! You can find it at Dernier Cri.

Hair - "Hello Goodbye" from Gritty Kitty

honey bee wonders what kind of chickens these are.

they don't look like they'd be good 'layers'...

 

crap! Maktober is already over? I just got started -_- damn N.O.R.A. took too long

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well atleast i got one saf built.. better late to the party than miss it all together

Explore Nov 12, 2009 #27

 

These fuzzy little Chinese Hat flowers sparkle in the morning sun. Chinese Hat, Holmskioldia sanguinea, is a medium-sized bush here in Miami... green, plain, sprawling until suddenly these delicate pastel blossoms bloom and last for months! Also called Cup and Saucer plant and Parasol Flower.

 

I am especially fond of this small beauty because it reminds me of young children in traditional dress playing on the streets of China. And the little Chinese porcelain dolls my mother had on her dresser when I was a girl, neatly dressed in blue silk suits and tiny black-tassled caps.

 

Chinese Hat, Holmskioldia sanguinea

Biscayne Park FL

www.susanfordcollins.com

From my garden - my first photograph of a flower with my canon..:)

 

Educated by June - Tongues on Fire - so suits the flower..:) thanks June..

 

Nice Large On Black

It's a rather plain bird when compared with almost all others, say a parrot or Red-shouldered Hawk, but now we're mixing apples and oranges. On the other hand, taking a closer look, the feather patterns are complex. Still not colorful, but like a beautiful new brown suit. What sets the Song Sparrow off is its song: someone finally named a bird appropriately! And what sets the song off from others is the fact that I've heard one series of notes last 45 seconds kinda like how happy we all were when 78 rpm records went to compressed 45s. Melodious and cheery are the two adjectives that come to mind. And we have another bird that is the harbinger of spring. It's another sign that courtship is taking place, and that means that we have a bird that finds the highest perch to get the word out that he's available.

 

This one popped up (like the wren, they do indeed pop up, and not always from where you first hear the song), took his position on a frond at the top of a Century Plant on the shores of the cove at Monterey Bay and Pacific Grove. It's worth a trip just to see and hear them.

 

For those who don't know the west coast of California, Monterey and Pacific Grove are adjoining towns, unfortunately a mecca for decades which makes January and February the best time to visit, well, in my opinion formed by a dislike of crowds, kids with cotton candy, and the constant call of parents, "You do that one more time, and we'll leave you here." They never do. Monterey is the home to the Sea Otter, the Sea Lion, the Harbor Seal, and all manner of birds that you won't see inland like the Black Oystercatcher and the Surfbird. But once a year, what shifts the fame (and traffic) a mile south is Pacific Grove, the terminus of the Monarch Butterfly migration from Mexico.

 

There's been sporadic die-offs of Monarchs as well as other creatures such as the sea star and sea urchins. I won't attribute this to "global warming" because it's happened too sporadically and regularly for over a century. And then there was that eclipse when Al Gore stepped in front of the sun.

 

One thing that most people don't realize is that in butterfly migrations - especially the Monarch - is that the mass that starts the migration in Mexico (central, coastal, and Baja) aren't the same butterflies that originally took off. I mean 1,000 to 2,000 miles is a long way for a little butterfly. If you follow migration routes, what you'll find is the food that these butterflies need, need for sustenance as well as reproduction and regeneration. The butterfly that ends up in St. Louis (or even farther north) could very well be the third or fourth generation of the Monarch that started it all. They die along the way, but not before mating, and then you have "Stage 2," etc. By the time they get to Pacific Grove or St. Louis, you could easily be seeing the great-great-great grand adults of the ones that initiated the "swarm."

 

I've got to be honest. While friends like Gilles, Doris, and James who like flocks like the Snow Geese, I find them too difficult to photograph. Having seen 100,000 snow geese north of Sacramento, it can be overwhelming. And I'm claustrophobic. But it's the sheer numbers that are both astonishing and a little disturbing. It's like trying to get one starling our of a murmur of a half a million. A million starlings flying in "formation" with one or two "leaders" is a marvel of the avian world.

 

So, we've gone from a million starlings back to the sole Song Sparrow. Apples and oranges again. I'd love to get one shot of a murmur of starlings, but I'll gladly accept a Song Sparrow singing his heart out at the top of a Century Plant and singing loudly (and sweetly) enough to be heard over the surf.

 

The beauty of birds got me and my camera drawn to them. Their songs and behavior have sustained me for 10 years (this is my 10th year of shooting birds rather than butterflies and metallic bees). You may well have experienced the same path in your photographic travels.

 

This may not seem linear to you, but I do and have gone point to point with a few loop-the-loops which can be seen if you spread out all my negatives, slides, and computer folders. It's what makes Flickr so interesting. You can follow the migrations of individuals on vacations as well as that of a Monarch or other migrating animals and the humans with 600mm lenses close behind. You can also tell what season it is by what's being posted.

 

So, let's call this an homage to the birds, butterflies, bees, bear, and bison that we travel so far to see, photograph, and then decide which ones go up on the wall if there's enough wall left after 53 years (my oldest framed photo, and that a lucky shot of a STRAY pelican on Cape Cod, 3000 miles from where I live now).

 

Perhaps one day, Flickr will "allow" for posting the songs of these birds as well. Or even an elk bellowing, or a bison tossing a tourist over a tree. Okay, so much for linear thinking. I find me to be an interesting character with a fantastic memory.

 

Gees, I'm feeling great today! Hope you do, too.

While in the field, we came upon that little house and you kneel with your camera to take a picture while I stood nervously at your side. After a while you asked me what I was doing. I simply replied that's the house of the old catwoman and her husband always carry a loaded gage 10 shotgun. You stood up nervously and you followed me before noticing my shoulders were jumping up and down. You've asked me what was going on and I laughed that the old woman was as sweet as candy and her husband died 10 years ago.

 

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Une fois au champs, nous tombons sur cette petite maison pitoresque et tu t'accoupies afin de prendre une image alors que je reste debout, nerveux, à côté de toi. Tu me demande alors ce que je fais et je répond que c'est la maison de la vieille femme-chat et que son mari transporte toujours une arme calibre 10 chargée. Puis tu te lèves nerveusement et me suit pendant un petit bout avant d'appercevoir mes épaules qui sautent légèrement. Tu me demandes alors ce qui se passe et je ris parce que la dame aux chats est gentille comme pas une et que son mari est mort depuis plus de 10 ans !

 

Strobist: Ab1600 in parabolic reflector with defuser 1/8 pwr camera top left. Wireless trigger.

A redo, with a rewrite. Orig. 2008. ~ View On Black

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=zSuy_58S9kg – Angelou, “Phenomenal Woman”

 

Sometime after 50, depending upon how well we have taken care of ourselves, and our luck in this life, I believe we begin to acquire a particular “succulence.”

 

As I am a man, I don’t see it in men quite the way I see it in women.

 

A woman’s succulence shows in the way she crosses her legs, arches her foot or turns her ankle; it is in the two dimples behind her knees; the curve at the back of the thigh, the small gap between her thighs as she stands straight; painted toes and nails; a slight bulge to her belly from her navel to her pubis; hips round with an slight indentation in the cheek of her butt; the round part of the butt, two dimples just above and to the left and right of the butt; the shape and hollow of her spine as it snakes up her back.

 

It is in the wrinkles that are beginning to show, that touch the corner of her eyes, in her looks - wise, sparkling, still on fire; in the way she smiles, and the tilt of her head when she feels joy.

 

Succulence is the smooth skin across the upper curve of her back, and the slope of her shoulders; the curved shape to her neck as she arches her head back; the lips, and tongue, and nose laying against yours. It is in her hair – in it coarser texture and colors in shades of gray, brown, red, and blonde – loose, undone. Succulent too, is her laughter; deeper, assured, but still girlishly feminine at moments, but with the timbre of a woman. Eyes still seductive, her gaze a mix of openness, assertiveness and experience.

 

Nothing is as firm as it once was, but it is as savory as it ever was. Pieces come up missing, or they ain't quite situated the way they used to be. (Life is like an bumpy airplane ride - contents may shift during flight). No matter. Ode to the "Juicy Ms Lucys of Later Life." Though the juices may not flow like the rivers of old, they now move with the power and heat of lava, and the rich viscosity of warmed honey.

 

Succulence is being ready to caress and be caressed; to command and be commanded.

 

As to why these tomatoes brought about these feelings; well, I know why. I just can’t tell out loud. Such revelations are only to be whispered.

 

So, how does one prefer their succulence; soft or firm? Well, each has its own virtues, its own time and place. As my Dad would say upon looking, "hummm, must be Jelly, 'cause Jam don't shake like that. But both are equally sweet".

 

Maya Angelou

"Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size

But when I start to tell them,

They think I'm telling lies.

I say,

It's in the reach of my arms

The span of my hips,

The stride of my step,

The curl of my lips.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

 

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.

I say,

It's the fire in my eyes,

And the flash of my teeth,

The swing in my waist,

And the joy in my feet.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

 

Men themselves have wondered

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can't touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them

They say they still can't see.

I say,

It's in the arch of my back,

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I'm a woman

 

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

 

Now you understand

Just why my head's not bowed.

I don't shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.

When you see me passing

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It's in the click of my heels,

The bend of my hair,

the palm of my hand,

The need of my care,

'Cause I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me."

 

Source: www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/phenomenal-woman-by-maya-a...

Family Friend Poems

 

Texture by Distressed Jewell: Buttercream-Dream - www.wix.com/DistressedJewell/Distressed-Textures

 

honey bee on scabious flower

i felt a lot of rapport with this bumble bee. After days of rain we have a breathing space with a little gentle sunshine of the sort that suits me well. I took my little photo stool outside and sat gently watching the bees for a while, most of them not still for a moment for they were in such a hurry to collect food. But this one, after frisking about a little was content to sit still and savour the essences of the allium, quite undeterred by my camera.

 

I wish you all well in whatever way is most appropriate for you but cannot take on the extra work of writing it to you individually. Thankyou for your good wishes and to those who have made me their contact. Due to poor health, eye problems and low energy I regret I can't take on any new contacts but nearly always manage to reply to your comments. Please no more than 1 invite.

Is there more candy?

 

甘いものがある所にひとっ跳びʕ→ᴥ←ʔ

 

suit:*katat0nik* (yellow / L) Bee Costume@collabor88

hair:AMITOMO.HAIR 001 - Light Blond

Friend:MishMish - Love Bug @collabor88

fruit:[La Baguette] Fruit Brochette ~ Lemon@SaNaRae

[La Baguette] Candy Apple ~ Red@SaNaRae

pot:Intrigue Co. - Frantic Cactus@collabor88

 

[SaNaRae]

[collabor88]

I upgraded my old SAFS Bee onto my SAFS frame Mk. II.

 

I hope you like it!

 

Ma.Ktober 2014 ROOOOOCKS!

Another iffy bee-fly shot, but in this one I like the shapes made by the legs and proboscis.

LODE

CONSIGNMENT

 

*NOTE - Some items may be modified to suit my image.

 

Strobist: SB900 1/4 power in shoot through umbrella upper camera right, AB ring light rear camera left 1/16 power, optical trigger.

Hit "L"

 

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Gear:

Canon 60D

Canon EF 28-135mm f/3.5-5.6

Alien Bee B800

 

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All rights reserved.

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BlOG: www.willbremridge.tumblr.com

 

strobist: AB800 into triple diffused octobank at ceiling. speedlight with 1/4 CTO aimed at back of jonty's head

A long exposure of the West Pier using the Firecrest 16 Stop filter. Unfortunately the file does not stand up to scrutiny when viewed large as there is a lot of digital noise and I have come to the conclusion that the E-M1 is not best suited for ultra long exposures, 348 s in this instance. I've bee experimenting with the live composite feature on the camera and I think that this will be the way to go in the future.

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size

But when I start to tell them,

They think I’m telling lies.

I say,

It’s in the reach of my arms,

The span of my hips,

The stride of my step,

The curl of my lips.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

 

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.

I say,

It’s the fire in my eyes,

And the flash of my teeth,

The swing in my waist,

And the joy in my feet.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

 

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

 

Men themselves have wondered

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can’t touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them,

They say they still can’t see.

I say,

It’s in the arch of my back,

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

 

Now you understand

Just why my head’s not bowed.

I don’t shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.

When you see me passing,

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It’s in the click of my heels,

The bend of my hair,

the palm of my hand,

The need for my care.

’Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Maya Angelou

Hey guys so I need help naming this gorgeous ghoul even though I already had a name for her which was "Jazzy Bee",but I'm not so sure if the name suits her now.So if you have any name suggestions for her feel free to comment them down.

model: Dani Dikeman

strobist: one Alien Bee 1600 socket beauty dish camera left, reflector camera right, Pocket Wizard Trigger

  

Strobist Info:

- 1 x Alien Bees B800 into Photoflex 5' Octodome Key, camera right, 1/2 power

- 1 x Alien Bees B800 into Photoflex 36"x48" Litedome Q39 softbox Fill, camera rear, 1/8 power

- 1 x Alien Bees B800 into 48" Black/White Umbrella, background left, full power

- triggered with CyberSync CST & 1 x CyberSync CSRB+ (attached to rear Fill strobe/softbox)

Along a winding road

 

If no one paints the land, will we still have bees, if the flowers don't fix us with delight, will the stars still shine so bright, if no one mends the trees, will we still have leaves and breeze, if fruit went sour, within the hour, would tides stand still, would the clouds want payment for the rain, would ideas and tears and fears fall in vain.

 

If the land can't hold back the sea, and fish could fly with ease, would flowers swim, and oceans brim, with pesticides and flowers. If dogs could talk, and cats could walk, would mice get jobs, and chimps turn knobs, to bring us news and music on the hour.

 

If the sky should fall, would forests rust and deserts bloom with icy crust. Would life recoil till the small and meek came from the soil. If bacteria got big, would they put on suits and wigs, then make us dance their merry jig.

 

If I bought a dream on faith and trust, would water turn to dust. Would everything I believe dissolve into uncertainty, would I be shaken and stirred, would my fists fly in rage, or celebrate a brand new day. Will change make free, the chains in you and me.

 

I feel the sting of love, when all I want is peace, a piece of you and me. Stay well and love, constant, all else can shift and change and re-arrange.

 

From "The Book That Dreams"

  

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:copyright: G P F for All images and text, please do not use without my express permission.

a suiting capture for one of my favorite bands.. this bee in in Nirvana.. floating in the air and enjoying life Ü

 

Camera: Nikon D700

Exposure: 0.004 sec (1/250)

Aperture: f/6.3

Focal Length: 60 mm

ISO Speed: 200

Crop: True

Tripod: None

Filter: None

Software: Adobe Photoshop CS4 Windows

 

processed PS RAW

did little cropping on this after raw edit. .. thank you All!

 

e x p l o r e d

   

One of my favorite plants. Pleasant in all season with little tiny pink flowers and gorgeous colored leaves. From the original (below) I enlarged and cropped a little. This tiny bee suits the flower. They are made for each other. lol...

 

(I learned the ID of the bee from my friend Celeste, that it is a hover fly)

Taken at Temple city, CA.

 

Beautiful on black too. Please see it in large also. The wings of the bee looks fantastic.

Chesterfield And District Bee Keepers Association out apiary meeting. My husband is doing the demonstrating to non bee keepers who were in borrowed suits and without gloves.

Saturday November 6th 2010

 

Did some studio shooting today, and was very thankful for Tim, his creativity and bees. I Found this hat in my room and remembered that my musical director back home gave it to me an while back, I miss musical. I thought id dress up and shoot some with the hat. I am a bit of a sucker for hat shots like this and it turned out. Twas a fine evening in the studio with everyone.

 

Strobist:

AB800 above into beauty dish

AB1600 back left into soft box

Silver reflector below

Cybersyncs

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Tunage- | Green Eyed Love (Classixx Remix)

 

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Info---| Vero Beach, FL

Info---| Canon 5d MK II

Info---| Canon 50mm F1.4

Info---| AB1600 into 22" beauty dish cam right

Info---| Pocket Wizard TT5 for trigger Vagabond II for power

Just thought I'd upload a more artistic take on the Bee Orchid, this one is a single frame natural light shot of the entire Orchid, I liked the soft pastel colours and the bokeh. I had an F/7.1 aperture and a 1/320 shutter speed at ISO 500. I have noticed this kind of crop is well suited to the iPad, not so effective on a laptop :0)

 

Some Wiki info :-

 

Ophrys apifera grows to a height of 15–50 centimetres (6–20 in). This hardy orchid develops small rosettes of leaves in autumn. They slowly continue to grow during winter. Basal leaves are ovate or oblong-lanceolate, upper leaves and bracts are ovate-lanceolate and sheathing. The plant blooms from mid-April to July producing a spike composed from one to twelve flowers. The flowers have large sepals, with a central green rib and their colour varies from white to pink, while petals are short, pubescent, yellow to greenish. The labellum is trilobed, with two pronounced humps on the hairy lateral lobes, the median lobe is hairy and similar to the abdomen of a bee. It is quite variable in the pattern of coloration, but usually brownish-red with yellow markings. The gynostegium is at right angles, with an elongated apex.

 

It is the only species of the genus Ophrys which preferentially practice the self-pollination. The flowers are almost exclusively self-pollinating in the northern ranges of the plant's distribution, but pollination by the solitary bee Eucera occurs in the Mediterranean area. In this case the plant attracts these insects by producing a scent that mimics the scent of the female bee. In addition, the lip acts as a decoy as the male bee confuse it with a female. Pollen transfer occurs during the ensuing pseudocopulation.

 

Bees in the past have promoted the evolution of bee orchids. Male bees, over many generations of cumulative orchid evolution, have built up the bee-like shape through trying to copulate with flowers, and hence carrying pollen.

 

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If you are interested in seeing other photos from this session, please go to www.facebook.com/jonathanrayphotography and then click on "Like"!

 

Techy Info: B800 shot through umbrella at camera right

For some reason someone got a Blind Melon song No Rain stuck in my head. I had to watch the video.. AND if you have seen it it has a cute little fat girl in a bee suit :3

 

Stock images used

 

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Outfit by... It was a halloween freebie from last year

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