I went for a walk yesterday with a dozen or so people from the U3A. We explored Wareham Forest/heathland, ending up on the Iron Age fort at Woolsbarrow. We stopped for a break in the middle of nowhere and, wandering off, I chanced upon an apiary of over a dozen hives. Unusually, the day was sunny. One or two of the hives had bees flying as if it was midsummer; a few had some bees flying but at least half were showing no external signs of life. I didn’t hang around long as the others wanted to continue with the walk, but I saw no pollen going in, there being gorse in flower nearby as well as ivy. I guess that the active ones were seizing the chance to ease their bowels.
Nearby was the ruin of a house that the interweb was built by a person who had had a rough time in the War and wanted to get away from it all, which, apparently, he did until he died. Sad.