Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Some Bees, 2013

The remains of the colony, knocked out of the tree by this morning's rain, now lying dead and dying on the sidewalk.

Making a picture doesn't change anything for anyone, least of all the bees, who remind me, in their stunned incomprehension, of the guy in the gutter in Roy Arden's Rupture (1985), but simply affirms that someone noticed them, that they were registered as living things by another living thing, and that that registration will persist, at least for a while.

"Leave me alone this morning."  (Burton Cummings)

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