I don't know where bees go for the winter or how they know when it's time to come out. One warm, sunny day this week the crocus in my window well opened, joining the snowdrops in sending out enticing signals. The bees buzzed in by the dozens and dove in.
This was the same day that ended in a fiery blaze of glory.
My approach to contemplative photography --
Tell about it."
Mary Oliver in "Sometimes"