Back in the dark ages of 2010 when we lived in Virginia and covid wasn't even a twinkle in father coronavirus' eye, I spent some time one afternoon, chasing bees and moths around the heather near our back door. While these are not amazing photos, they are at least a reminder of happier days without isolation, lost jobs, disease, and the widespread loss of loved ones.
The moths flutter about and pech momentarily on the heather stalks.
The bumble bees are much heavier and find a surer footing on a larger stemmed plant.
I hope this brings back some fond memories of freer times and "sunny days you thought would never end".
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