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Driving down the Blue Ridge Parkway, if not the longest, then certainly the narrowest, US National Park, we stopped at Brinegar Cabin, in North Carolina. It's a beautiful spot (at least in the spring), a hollow in the top of the mountains, with a cabin looking east down a valley.

I was walking round the cabin, looking for things to photograph, when I met...


I can only describe it as the Incredible Hulk of bees. Pumped up on what must have been steroid infused pollen, it was the size of a small hummingbird - and it wasn't happy. Oh no. The demure drone of a British bee was replaced with a whining rasp, as it stood me down in an ominous hover. This was not going to end well...

It's a Bee!

Brinegar Cabin, North Carolina
May 2010


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Jun. 25th, 2010 12:53 pm (UTC)
It wants your iPhone...
Jun. 25th, 2010 03:15 pm (UTC)
Love Beezilla!
When I was last in Wales, there was something buzzing in car, when I got back to the hotel, I opened the back door to shoo it out. Couldn't see it, shut the door and managed to trap the buggering thing in the door (bet I couldn't do that again).
So much for my good intentions. It was only a horsefly, I'd normally swat the bugger anyway, but I couldn't believe I'd trapped the blessed thing while trying to do the right thing.

Jun. 25th, 2010 07:53 pm (UTC)
Jun. 25th, 2010 07:53 pm (UTC)
That's not a moon...
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