|start of the swarm|
All those little dots in the blue of the sky are bees. The queen had landed on a thin branch and the rest of the group started to land on/near and group together.
Slowly the bees continued to group on top of each other until a very calm lump had formed. Scouts would come back and land on the outside of the clump, do a quick little report “dance” and settle in.
We knew they would stay like this for at least the night, then move on to find a suitable hive. The next morning they were still there, completely silent and motionless, all facing the sky, creating a yellow and black striped ball. It was truly amazing to see them so still and silent, waiting for the sun to warm them. Every once in a while a scout would return and sink into the ball to deliver the latest news. They left sometime in the afternoon, which I did not get to witness, but I’m sure it was with the same grace and unity with which they assembled. I already had a love of bees, but this close encounter just instilled in me more how amazing and important bees are to us.