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When the garden hums

Stand still in the garden for a moment and you will hear it. The hum. It builds through June as the bees move from flower to flower, as the butterflies open and close their wings on the lavender, as the hoverflies hang in the warm air above the borders.

This is the garden at its busiest. The roses are out in full bloom now, heavy with scent, and the pollinators know it. They work the petals methodically, dusted with pollen, oblivious to everything except the next flower. A bumblebee on a David Austin rose will visit a dozen blooms before pausing. The smaller solitary bees dart between the climbing roses on the fence, quick and precise.

You might see a painted lady on the buddleia, wings like stained glass when the light catches them. Or a red admiral, dark and sudden against the pink of the dog roses. They rest for seconds, then move on.

The hum is loudest in the middle of the day when the sun is high and the air is thick with warmth. It is the sound of a garden doing what it was meant to do. Listen closely.

What are the bees visiting in your garden this week?

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