|Public Enemy #1?|
Meanwhile, I've been noticing some other pollinators buzzing about, and not just the attractive avian ones either, though there have been plenty of those. No, this morning I was out front (quite frankly, admiring the tulips because they're particularly gobsmacking this weekend)
This evening I've had a chance to google and, surprisingly, quickly came up with what seems like a pretty positive identification. My little front yard pollinator is a bee fly, which the feds would have you believe is an insect with some bad habits. It seems it likes to lay its eggs in the nests of bees, and, of course, not satisfied with forcing another bee to provide for its young, those young devour the larvae of the original bee. So, maybe not so nice, but assuredly hardworking if my visitor this morning was anything to go by. (Now, perhaps, I pause to wonder if my mason bees were, in fact, replaced by these bee flies.)
And it's getting to be the time of year that I first saw the house which means I like to think in terms of "then" (from the original real estate listing):
|(Okay, so this is clearly a winter shot)|
|(Addition of cat is always a good move)|
Because, really, I love it so. The world is in no better shape than it was a week ago, but when the sun is shining in Seattle (two loads of laundry successfully hung out to dry today!), it's much more difficult to maintain a gloomy outlook.