Closer. Closer. Close enough.

Closer. Closer. Close enough.

Sometimes I spot a pollinator in a place where I can get close. Despite it being a chilly day, this guy was very active.

Closer…

Closer…

—crap, I think that’s a Yellow Jacket? (Which are mean and aggressive this time of year when good food gets scarce.) Too close. Too close!

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On approach

On approach

Once in a while I spot striking color compositions—this looked like something van Gogh would paint.

But I didn’t even notice the bumble bee on approach to land until I looked at the photo later.

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