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Waiting

I stood on the balcony and looked East. There were some remarkably strong vertical flashes. Now we do not have strong winds and rain like roughly an hour before. I opened all windows when the wind became stronger, and had all the warm & stuffy air blown out. It was a very hot day, we had them in a row, and the thunderstorm was building up since midday. But now the temperature is down, still warm, and thankfully it is not sauna-like. The birds in my vicinity are busily talking to themselves, it all is green, no more blossoms.
I wonder about the bees. Usually I had to bring out two or three bees a day. They came in through the balcony’s door, looked around and decided to leave. And of course they bumped against the window. So I either opened a part of said window and they went out, or I put a glass over them, then put a piece of paper between the glass and the window pane (and the insect, obviously), and finally released them via the balcony door.
Also the big  bumbles did not show up this year. Usually they rested on my balcony, loaded with thick yellow stuff they gathered in the blossoms. They crawled around a bit, relaxed, jumped & carried on. Not this year. No Brummel. Not a single one. (I went to the supermarket, and saw cherries sold – for a tremendous price I think, twelve Euro a kilogram : This year all blossomed too fast, too short.)
The lime trees, Linden, trees I like very much, are  blossoming. Usually such a tree would hum and buzzle from bees, bumble bees and I do not know who else would crawl around in the scented paradise. But there is nothing this year, the trees stand quiet. No real scent too.
While I wrote this the sky turned to a kind of battleship grey, thunder is quietly grumbling along, in the distance (East-East-South I’d guess, as seen from my desk through the large window) flashes are seen.
When I just went into the kitchen I needed artificial light to find them damn pills I have to use, the weather came around now. I only hope there will come some abundant rain, the thunder is a bit louder, the distance slowly fades into grey.
The rain came gently. But intensified. I hear drops falling on the window’s sill, but the rain is not blown against the panes. It rushes. Only blackbirds are still conversing, but I guess they have told each other all the gossip now. Even within the house it is quiet, no one feels the need to bore a hole, or to do something else that would indicate a living soul. Humans are a noisy bunch after all.
It were some strange days, filled with contrasts. I feel tired, and I have a lot to think through.
Love, peace, and understanding, as they said. Still counts. In the end there’s nothing left except love.
If you like, listen to some romantic guitar music, a Capricho Árabe by Francisco TÁRREGA performed by David RUSSELL, here.

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17 thoughts on “Waiting

  1. We are sharing similar weather, weather that’s making me hot and bothered! At the moment I have warm murk. The south east is getting the brunt of the rain. We still have bees though…. the other day I saw a queen hornet, which made me do the running flapping thing… and today I saw a black moth; completely black. It fluttered like something from a Disney film. I’ve never seen a pitch black moth before… I hope it’s not a sign?
    Sx

  2. Oh dear … thankfully no murk here. It is clear, reasonably cool – and when one steps on the balcony there are only crickets, even the blackbirds fell quiet. And if one listens very closely, there is the “second rain”, when water drops are falling from leaves to leaves and to the ground, all very relaxing.
    I’ve never seen a completely dark black moth, dearest MsScarlet. I think it is not a sign – perhaps, you may already have seen a butterfly ? This year, over the last weeks ? I think you did. Not that I am superstitious, but … well, the first butterfly you saw was a coloured one, I hope ?!

  3. The weather! We had snow this winter, then an earlier than usual heat wave, not an earlier than usual beginning to hurricane season. Fortunately, the first named storm duded out, but heavy rains and flash floods have happened. We lucked out, but it’s still early.

    Bees are another story. Sadly, some idiot (or idiots) decided that using an insecticide that also affected bee colonies was OK and now we had numerous cases of hive collapse!

    I am truly concerned about what lies ahead. xoxox

  4. It all went too fast around here, spring was just a week or so after all, then we headed into something summer like. I mentioned the cherries, Savannah, one shold have thought that it would be a good year, but no, there wqs something too small in between. The “times” simply did not add up.
    There is a guy who has some bees over there at the hills, he sells his honey here in the village. I wonder what he’ll be able to sell in the next moths. I heared about this insecticide, but also heared that it would be “all right” – really I did not dig deeper, and went for sources etc. But from what I see here, there simply are no bees !
    And no cherries.

  5. Thank GOd, we are still in the low twenties of Celsius LẌ ! And when it gets hot, above thirty, laying down at the river bank in the shadow of a large tree helps, as we did yesterday in Randersacker.
    The bees are missing, definitely. I noticed this over the last days. There is nothing of the usual buzzing around, be it over the day, the evening of the early night – they are simply not here. And especially the Linden trees, they used to be humming, you could hear them, you could not miss such a tree. But there is nothing at all today. I feel a bit concerned about this.

  6. Oh sorry Dinahmow, we collided. It is past midnight now, all is silent, no idea of an early morning right now, close to the darkest hour.
    I snirfl and have my last Sylvaner – I raise my glas to the heroes who step out in the morning mists to do garden work : Hail Dianhmow, yer in my thoughts ! But excuses when I retreat to my lovely Bettstatt now.
    Isn’t it great that the sun will come here in a few hours too ?!

  7. I quite enjoyed your vivid description of that particular place and time on the eve of the storm. I can see it and hear it in my imagination.

    I have been worried about bees disappearing since I read about it a few years ago. They are essential to plant propagation and reproduction. So it’s not just beautiful flowers but crops too are deeply affected by the loss of integral, necessary, critical bees.

    I hope they make a recovery, or the world will change into something very bad for humans. Life always goes on, just not necessarily with the same life forms. And if humanity is not careful, we only sow and reap our species self destruction.

    I hope you get better weather and the bees come back.

  8. No bees? That is very worrying indeed. There are still quite a few around here, thankfully – I’ve seen some massive queen bumblebees earlier in the year (not much earlier due to the hideous cold snap we had), and now the first batch of workers are out and about drinking nectar and gathering pollen. I hope your bees are just a bit late, and haven’t disappeared for good?

    By the way, in my experience, blackbirds don’t gossip – they plot and scheme. Watch yourself!

  9. This is such a vivid description, Mago, I felt it all; love storms – we keep being told one is coming but it never does, we’ve had warmth and sun for two weeks now, unheard of! We have a row of linden trees just along the road which hums with bees when the blossom’s out, which it isn’t quite yet. As we’re going away for almost two weeks from Saturday I fear I may miss that spectacle this year, a shame as the scent of lime blossom is one of my favourite things. We’ve had to rescue two huge bumble bees from suicidal window bashing in the last couple of day, I’m hoping it’s a sign this is still a healthy place for them.

  10. This is a beautiful post, Mago. I am busy with my writing and yard work, but I always think of my friends even when I am too busy to write or catch up with them for weeks. When I have moments to read, I immerse myself in nature writing, as I am trying to bring more of it into my own story. My fiction is turning darker and darker, but it will only help to contrast the hope and light I intend to bring at the end. This spring has been cooler then the last previous springs I am reveling in it, too much heat gives me nightmares. I am planting an every greater diversity of plants and rewarded with new friends. Rare native plants who have discovered my protection that had been hiding under invasive species waiting for a chance to re-emerge. Alas, they were not lost for good! Only dormant and waiting for a chance to see the sun again. I have a truce with a paper wasp. You leave us alone and I will not raid your you nest at dawn while you are still cold with sleep. My newest friend is a large black dragonfly. I have not seen a black one before now. I also have a pretty butterfly of gray and hot pink. No big bumble bees here yet that I have seen, but many of the friendly yellow bees with orange butts. Sometimes we need a good storm to cleanse the air and the mind. I feel a change in my environment, but I embrace it even though I don’t know what it means. I have a new sharpness. Years of observations that have come together and are starting to make sense. Take care, My friend.

  11. We still have bees, both honey and bumble. Yesterday in the greenhouse, I was pursuing a honey bee that couldn’t get out, when it flew into a spider’s web. Of course, it was easy to catch it between two flower pots then and let it go.

    My son, when he lived in the annexe where Rose now lives, used to keep bees and I rather miss them.

  12. Oh, thank you Eroswings, now I can say that I wrote up a storm …
    I have to confess that I always read the coincidal headline, and have a vague idea that some stuff was put out on the fields that is dangerous or even deadly for bees, but I also read once that the killing of the bees would be regressing, in the sense that it’s not all lost. But nowadays there are none, or only very few around here. I have to ask a beekeeper about what is going on here.

    There is nothing to collect, IDV, no more blossoms left, nectar is already downed and out. Only the Linden, and there are no bees, I just walked under these trees this morning. And they do not smell this year, no scent.
    And thank you for the warning, yes there is always a bit of Beaky in them, isn’t it ?!

    Enviable, dear Eryl, Linden trees, bumble bees – and literary traveling !
    Enjoy, and come back relaxed.

    HA – the garden as sanctuary. This is a good thing that you shelter rare and native plants, Melanie. Now that you mention butterflies, I seriously have to ask myself whether I already saw one this year ? I do not think so (I usually remember, because I am a bit superstitous, and look at the colour of the first I see a year and try to remember it. I can’t for this year. So I have seen none. Strange.)
    I hope the new sharpness, the connecting observations, all this together leads you to a good place., Yes, I’ll try my best to take care, please do it too.

    Aaaw, that’s the spirit, isn’t it LẌ ?! Take the big engine, the one with fortythousand rpm – if it sticks out, cut off that stupid panel – it’s TOOL TIME !

    I feel a lot of respect from any insect with a sting, dear Zoe. I am perfectly comfortable with rescuing bees from my window, or even larger insects, but I would get really uneasy (if not outright panick !) if I would live next to beehives. I deeply admire the people who can work with bees, but I’d go near a bee colony only in some extra strong hazmat suite, you know what the bomb squad uses …

  13. THIS is a good thing ! Thank you very much for this find LẌ.
    Today I heared in the radio that the national administration for environment starts a program for farmers. Who is willing to use some land not for growing crops but is ready to plant speices and generally what bees and butterflies like and need shall be rewarded. In the end, what the farmer will loose by not growing crop will be given to him by the gouvernement when he uses the land for what bees need.
    As I applaud it, but this is a result of the vigorous eradicating of hedges, brushes between fields etc we saw in the seventies and eighties. Now they will recreate these hedges and stripes of “unused” (as in unused by humans, but it / was used by ahnimals, birds, and, well, bees) land.
    This goes hand in hand with a program to recreate those hedges as habitat for small animals and of “re-naturing” the small creeks and waters that were not allowed to meander along as they used to for ages, but were forced into new, linear beds. This btw lead to damages on the land itself when strong rains fell. The new linear beds worked as collectors for the surface waters, adn “woosh” there goes the good earth.
    Let’S hope that all this will work.

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