Drawn in by the potential of a beautiful bloom with soft morning light catching it. The background was softened into a blur of color as a grape hyacinth stood still as my victim within the frame of my camera. I waited patiently, dialing in settings for a good exposure and micromanaging the composition for a balance of sharp flower and blurry background. All I needed was the right visitor.
The bees had other plans, though. I took photos without them, ignoring them as they ignored me. They danced from flower to flower, always just outside my frame. Sometimes flying right in front of my eyes as I shifted angles and adjusted settings. Regardless, they ignored the one bloom I had chosen for its beauty. It was almost funny, the way nature teases patience, like it knew I needed something more.
Finally—without warning—one bee landed on the flower I’d been framing. It paused just long enough, unaware it had completed the picture. I didn’t plan it. I couldn’t have. It unfolded in front of me, and all I had to do was wait and be ready to take the shot.
Moments like these remind me why I keep coming back, and that patience is sometimes rewarded. Light and composition are enough—but getting a willing participant makes it even better.
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