Hanging On

The calm before the storm which is due here travelling north from Bristol apparently. 

This little bee was climbing the lavender for a last feed and just in time as even whilst uploading this we've torrential rain battering the windows. I'd shut the upstairs ones but forgotten the back door was open so the floor is a tad wet. 

I love his woffelly nose and his little feet, which remind me of tiny pickaxes all hooked onto the petals, and do hope he's found some shelter in all this.