Thursdays Special: Pick a Word in December

This month Paula has selected some difficult words for Pick a Word in December I hope I am up to the challenge.

Sagacious
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Non-Human
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Portrayal
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Remains
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Stellar
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If you need to know why I selected these photos, write in the comments and I’ll try to explain the workings of this brain.

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The Hippeastrums, The Bees and The Spider

The Hippeastrums flowering this year has been spectacular. Perhaps the lack of rain over winter has been just the thing the bulbs needed. Doing a garden inspection after I arrived home from my holiday, seeing who survived and who thrived, the splashes of red of the Hippeastrums dominated the garden.

For those who are hoping for a riveting story of immense proportions, I am sorry to disappoint. This is a very small story of the very small that live in my garden and a bit of their day.

The tiny native bees were buzzing around the flowers, sometimes there was a line up of bees to get to the flowers seemingly abundant pollen. This little fellers collection sacs were so full, he wobbled about as he landed on the anthers to gather the pollen.

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Nearly all the bees had gathered so much pollen but still went from trumpet to trumpet.

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The bees seemed unperturbed by the small jumping spider lurking at the back of the Hippeastrums trumpet.

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All the while I was wasting time ummm watching to see if anything was going to happen, the spider sat there watching me too I suspect.

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Suddenly there was a small black dot that appeared on the underside of the trumpet. Another jumping spider had changed flowers, perhaps to join the other one inside the flower.

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I love our small world…..don’t you?