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The hum of a still summer garden

On a hot, breathless afternoon, when even the breeze seems to have given up, your garden becomes a theatre of small dramas. Stand still for a moment. Listen. The air hums.

Lavender spikes are thick with bees right now, their bodies dusted gold with pollen. They work methodically, flower to flower, oblivious to the heat. Hoverflies dart between the verbena. A bumblebee clings to a foxglove bell, rocking it gently as it forages.

In the shade beneath a buddleia, a comma butterfly opens and closes its ragged wings. A ladybird inches along a rose stem, hunting aphids. Even the soil is busy: beetles scuttle through leaf litter, ants carry crumbs twice their size.

You might think of insects as incidental, background noise to the real garden. But on a day like this, when the heat slows everything else down, they are the garden. The whole ecosystem revolves around them, and they ask for remarkably little in return.

A patch of wildflowers. A saucer of water. A bit of mess left unpruned.

Just stand still and watch.

What insect have you noticed most in your garden this week?

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