The Bees are Back!

About seven years ago, I blogged about a beehive I saw when taking my dog to the dog park.

Since then, the bees left the hive for whatever reason, and the branch on that dead tree rotted and fell.  Time takes its toll.

The old rotten branch

 One morning, this sign suddenly appeared at the foot of that same dead tree.

The local Council had put up a warning sign

There were no bees buzzing around at ground level where the sign was.  But on looking up, this was what I saw.

High up in the tree

A large number of bees ...

... on a beautiful hive

 

A happy sight, having the bees back.

And these were my two companions enjoying the park that day.

Molly

Ripper

A Look Upwards

Flem and I must have walked past this dead tree in the local dog park (which even has its own Facebook page) countless times.

And I had never thought of looking up at it.

Something made me do so the other day, and I saw this beautiful bee hive nestled in the hollow of a branch, right above my head.

Another dog owner told me it's been there for years.

And when I eventually looked down, there was this friendly fellow at my feet, waiting to say hello and wanting a pat on the head.