On Mondays, I often participate in a group blogging event. Everyone writes about what's going on in their gardens. It's fascinating, and oddly cozy -- as if friends had just popped by for a visit.
But, as in all things, I'm a bit of an oddball in this group. I don't weigh my produce. I don't keep spreadsheets of how much what I've grown would cost on the open market, and calculate my savings. I'm content when I don't kill another food crop. For me, gardening is about doing something that makes me happy. I love pottering around the garden, I love helping plants as they grow.
And I love noticing things. Slowing down. Looking around. Being aware of the little things that are swirling around my too-busy life.
I particularly love watching the native pollinators that visit my garden. The jewel-like green bees are particularly enchanting.
One of my great joys in my gardening day is watching the various native bees (as well as my own honeybees) work the flowers that I've planted. This cheerful bee seems to be sporting ironic facial hair.
This creature isn't a bee at all, but rather a bee mimic fly. Do you see how the eyes are typically fly-like? These animals are important pollinators, and are welcomed in my garden.
Even if you're not a gardener, even if you live in the middle of the city, considering watching a patch of flowers this summer. Pause and observe. There's more going on than you may suspect. Tiny insect dramas are playing out, for us to observe -- if we take the time.
For those interested in the weekly garden blog party, click on this link.