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Bugs and Bee Bums

It's a springtime and the weekend post! Featuring bugs.

Saturday was muggy after the rains during the week. But it dried up marvellously by the late afternoon. Sunday was bewilderingly cool even in the early morning sun, but it warmed up beautifully in the afternoon.

We saw this flower blooming in our hedge. It doesn't belong to the hedge but to a rival vine snaking through. If it's a weed or invasive species, it's got the most insolently beautiful flowers!


Springtime also means the return of bugs. Brisbane has lots of them. 

It's the tiny, almost invisible ones you need to watch out for. A quarter of the size of fruit flies or smaller. Midges, I think they're called. They've very wily, fast, and their bites itch mercilessly for days. They're the one bug I'm unapologetically nasty to 😳

A baby dragonfly with a blip of bright blue greeted LittleOne by hovering overhead as we went down the stairs! This was our awesome bug experience of the weekend.

Less awesome was the horse-fly. We had said horse-fly (like a regular fly but 3 times the size) in the house over the weekend. Either we had six flies taking turns and entering one at a time, or it was the same one returning half a dozen times. Either way, I caught and released a horse-fly six-odd times this weekend! 

We had some lovely outdoor and garden time. Here's my Indi-Girl 💙 The midgey critturs seem to hover around her mercilessly, but they don't seem to bother her too much (I hope).

Sorry I didn't include your full pretty ears, my lil pup. (In my defence, you hate keeping still when there's a phone camera in your face.)

Our prolific lemony-lime tree is buzzing with bees. I tried to get photos and ended up with lots of photos of bee bums 👀

Here you go. Because bee bums make the world a better place đŸ’›đŸ–€đŸ’›đŸ–€

With lots of bee bum blessings to you all.


Du fond du coeur x

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  1. Gorgeous colors! Hello Indi💕

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    1. Thanks for dropping by for a read! Indi says hello 😊

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