Christmas bee 25.12.2004

                   

 

 

    Ó  Robert Burton

Happy Christmas! With nothing much better to do on a cold and frosty morning, I caught up with some pressing garden chores. My neighbour's oak has only just dropped its leaves, mostly into my garden, so raking was on the agenda. It is a tedious task so I took frequent breaks to wander round inspecting the garden. I was pleased to see that a honeysuckle I planted last year has flowered early, as the label assured me it would.   I bent to see if there was any fragrance - and found I had been forestalled by a bumblebee. It was plunging into the flowers to sip nectar and had clearly also been collecting pollen.

I was surprised to realise that this was a worker. One can imagine a hibernating queen waking up in a warm spell but, despite the bright sun, there was still frost on the lawn. However, according to the books, bumblebee colonies die out in late summer and workers live at most for a couple of months.

It is a mystery how this one has survived. Perhaps there is a doomed colony of ageing bumblebee workers spinning out a precarious existence without hope for the future, like astronauts marooned on a space station. They could be eking out the stores of pollen and nectar that remained in the nest after the young queens and males and are supplementing them by foraging on the few late flowers. Ivy would have been a great help earlier in the autumn; dead-nettles and viburnum bodnantense are in flower in the garden at the moment. But I cannot see there have been enough flowers to sustain any bees.

©Robert Burton 2004