In the enchanting tapestry of springtime, there exists a delicate and vital dance between blossoms and bees. As the earth awakens from its winter slumber and bursts forth in a riot of color and fragrance, bees emerge from their hives,...
Once upon a time, not so very long ago, native plants and grasses bedecked the American landscape in huge, rolling swathes. Pollinators of many a feather, stripe and fur would spend their days visiting each flower as it bloomed, partners in a whirling dance of ongoing life.
Humans however – especially colonial humans – have a way of interrupting that dance. The woodlands and fields don’t blush with color as they once did, and pollinator species are having a harder time than ever finding enough food to support them through the seasons.
