If I were a true horticulturist, I would know what the bush in my back yard with the pretty white flowers is called. I would know its scientific and common names. I would know if the plant has medicinal uses, how much water it needs, the proper way to trim it, the best times of the year to transplant. In the city,us city folks don’t always keep up on the nature around us. In jungle villages, even little children know every plant and animal within their touch, how they can help and hurt.
I do like the fact that this getting bigger bush gives me shade, hides a neighbor’s back yard from view,doesn’t take a lot of maintenance and care, has nice flowers and attracts birds and bees.
This bee doesn’t pay me any mind as he digs into nature’s lunchbox and I don’t feel like I should swat him or interrupt his lunch.
He lands gently on this flower and takes his pick of which stem to pollinate. In a natural unwritten reciprocal agreement,the bee helps the plant reproduce and he gets a good meal in return.
I might be a city boy but I admire nature when it hits me in the head and buzzes me awake.
When flowers and bees are out and about, it means it is warm and sunny and winter is a long long way off.
Even guys can have appreciation for flowers and a nice bouquet given to your best woman often gets the
conversation moving towards the birds and bees.