A she-bee visits the fruits of her labor...a hefty, bee-pollinated pumpkin. Happy Halloween!

The bees are "winterized"—their entrances reduced, mouse protection added, and sky-blue sheets of Styrofoam insulation placed atop...

Well, you know, John and I share a birthday in common and he's always been real important to me, so I'd like to share this on what w...

We've seen it all before, the changing colors, the falling leaves. And yet, and yet. I walk around the pond with cat and dog, thinking o...

One of the things I like best about the no-till, no-dig method of "surface gardening" —aside from saving my back—is the pleasure o...

I definitely fall on the liberal, live-and-let-live side—no surprise there, I reckon. Still, I'm vexed by the partial takeover of deep-r...

Not so much a taste as a whiff, a submergence, an infusion of honey—in that, when walking anywhere near the hives in these goldenrod days, t...

This morning I finally got around to cutting some oregano to hang for drying. With the arrow-wood leaves reddening along the fence rows by t...

Four months have passed since my last post on this blog. What happened was I left the city and went upstate to spend some time among the bee...

These not-so-hot snaps of honeybees gathering pollen are from late March, when the magnolias in the Brooklyn Botanic Gardens were in their p...

Nice bit in the NY Times this week on the clever nature of pollen .

Catching decent shots of carpenter bees with an iPhone isn't easy, but on this day at the Children's Garden in the Brooklyn Botanic ...

Yesterday was a banner day at the Brooklyn Botanic Gardens. The lilacs were in their prime, working their mind-altering magic on the dazzled...

It's the day before "Earth Day" and bloggers everywhere will be blogging about Earth Day and so I too shall blog (briefly) abo...

Folks are making some real nice insect pics these days—including the eye-popping colorama snapshots discussed in my previous post. On the op...