Bee...

..Another garden blip.
Another bee.
Though the bees are struggling now, to find anything worthwhile in the pollen department. I felt for this one when I saw the pollen-droppage on this image. So much hard work, to be just knocked off by an inadvertant movement. 'Oh bother', I expect he thought.
I suffer a similar thing, but in reverse, every time I wear white trousers and eat chocolate. (Actually, it doesn't matter what colour I wear I experience chocolate stickage).

I note that the Christmas sales pitch has begun :-(
Catalogues of tacky decorative unmissable items are plopping through the letterbox and piling up on the mat.
This is the time of year when I think 'we must go away for Christmas.
The World is our lobster'.
Well, maybe the UK is..?
The Cotswolds at least...?
But what would the elderlies do without us... ?
And we wouldn't see the little ones...

Ah. The Christmas Dilemma begins.
You never see it coming until that first 'plop'.