Ever since my Grandmother called me (a teenager) to see the miracle that had been wrought in her tiny garden in Winchester . . . a self-seeded teazel in all its glory . . . this plant has been one of my  absolute favourites.

This year the same miracle has happened to us. This plant grew up among the grasses and wild flowers on a bank.
All but it have been scythed and now it stands alone in all its
architectural and sculptural wonder!

As I was investigating a particular head with my camera’s lens, the bumble bee just came into the shot and began to pose!