It all started last week when I noticed that there was a plethora of bumblebees buzzing around the hedges around the office. Said hedges feature little pink flowers that are cute enough to photograph by themselves just for the heck of it. I remembered then that I was carrying my little camera, the one that I always have stashed in my handbag just in case something interesting pops up that deserves a shot.
Like bumblebees.
To make a long story short, I spent two days worth of lunch hours chasing after the little guys, with very little luck. After a gazillion and one shots, I ended up with a lot of blurry photos, or the photo of a bumblebee's butt, a leg, an eye, or simply a flower where the elusive flying dude had been standing just a nanosecond ago.
Finally, I hit the jackpot. When I go home and check at the pictures there is one, just one, among a gazillion shots, that looks pretty good.
Okay, I am positive that there are better bumblebee pictures out there, but I like mine because I had to work for it. Even the security guard at our building thought I was nuts.
"No one usually takes pictures around here," he says.
"No one but me and a couple of other camera obsessed coworkers," I say.
He laughs.
Luckily, he knows me well, as well as the rest of the security personel, so they don't think I am some sort of weirdo. We're cool (even if I am still a weirdo).
At any rate, here's the link to the picture. And next to it is a shot of the flower where another bumblebee used to be.
And that's it for today.
Belfebe out.
