Book Review: A Sting in the Tale: My Adventures with Bumblebees by Dave Goulson

In the preface, the author (now a Professor of Biology at the University of Sussex) dates his interest in bumblebees to when he was 7 years old and moved with his family to a little village in Shropshire. The house had a garden area and was opposite open countryside. For unknown reasons he was fascinated by all living creatures. (His father wasn’t interested in flowers or bees — although he allowed his son to plant whatever would attract bees or butterflies — and his mother was a sports teacher with a dislike of “creepy crawlies.”) The only adult he remembers encouraging his interest was a primary school teacher who loved to take her students out looking for “bugs or beasts.” She showed them how to identify trees and how to catch beetles and was especially “keen on pond-dipping.” His parents did allow him to acquire all the nature books he wanted. He became an avid collector of both living creatures and preserved specimens.   A seminal moment in his life was when he received a catalog from Watkins and Doncaster, “suppliers of entomological equipment.” Not only was there a fascinating array of equipment available but he realized “there were lots of other people out there like me.”

As we move into the book, we learn that when the author was born in 1965 the short-haired bumblebee was still quite widespread in the UK but by 1984 when the author entered graduate school it was nearly extinct. The cause of this loss, and that of other bee species as well, can be assigned to changes in farming methods. One hundred years ago farming was not mechanized. Farmers depended on horses for power and horses eat clover, so most farmers grew clover which bees also love. Most farmers had hay meadows, and artificial fertilizers weren’t available. Wild flowers, particularly those with symbiotic root bacteria that could trap nitrogen from the air (e.g. clovers) flourished in the low-nutrient soils of the hay meadows. Crops were grown in rotation. There were no pesticides. Fast forward a few years and horses were replaced by the internal combustion engine. The booming oil industry made it possible to synthesize cheap nitrogen-based fertilizers. Crop rotation and clover leys were abandoned. When hay fields are fertilized, the grass grows much faster and flowers cannot compete. With the advent of World War II, the changes in farming were vastly accelerated as every effort was made to feed Great Britain’s population from its own agriculture.  DDT became readily available. Organophosphate chemicals (nerve gases) developed during the war became available to farmers after the war to combat insect pests. Food rationing in Great Britain ended in 1954 but farmers continued to receive financial incentives to increase production until the 1990’s. By then almost all the flower-rich habitats and 98% of lowland hay meadows in the UK had disappeared. By the late 1980s it was becoming obvious that most of the UK’s wildlife was in rapid decline and what was being done to the countryside might not be sustainable.   As stated by the author: “Farms need flowers to support the bees that pollinate our crops, and they need predatory beetles, wasps and flies to eat the pests that eat the crops.” So now schemes are being introduced to pay farmers for encouraging wildlife on their land. Farmers can get funding to re-sow the wild flower meadows and replant the hedges they were previously paid to remove. The author feels that the UK may have turned a corner but recovery is slow.

Luckily, in the late 1800’s some species of British bees were transplanted to New Zealand, which subsequently was much less impacted by World War II. The author describes how efforts are now underway to bring these bees back to their native land to help restore the UK’s bee populations now that their habitat is slowly being restored.

Much of this book is devoted to the author’s and his graduate students’ studies of bee biology and behavior and their efforts to restore bee populations in the UK. How do you figure out how far a given bee can fly in order to forage and get back home again?

Perhaps my favorite chapter in the book is the one about his purchase of an old farm site in France. Land in France was much less expensive than in Great Britain. To turn an abandoned piece of over-fertilized farmland into a flower-rich meadow, the excess fertility must be removed so that the wildflowers can once again compete with the grasses. The slowest but least expensive way to do this is to cut and remove the hay each year, thus resulting in a slow decline in fertility. Very slowly, over the last decade, his meadows have begun to fill with flowers.   As the flowers have returned, so have the bees and other pollinators. A good question is where do the flower seeds for this to occur come from? Some seeds are wind-dispersed. Some, such as cowslips, have survived along the edge of the track to the farm and slowly spread into the meadow, a few feet each year.

Among the fascinating pieces of information from this chapter — over the past 15 years, the author has gathered records as to which bumblebees feed on which flowers. It seems that some bee species get nearly all their pollen from legumes. The author sent pollen samples off for determination of their nutritional composition. It turns out that legume pollen is unusually rich in “essential amino acids” which animals cannot synthesize for themselves. Ancient hay meadows are full of clovers, trefoils, vetches, meddicks and melilots, able to outcompete grasses because of their symbiotic root bacteria which enable them to “fix” nitrogen from the air. In the words of the author, “since pollen is the only source of protein available to bees, it makes sense for them to selectively visit the flowers that provide the richest source.”

As mentioned  in the book, in 2006 Professor Goulson founded the Bumblebee Conservation Trust.   When this book went to press, there were over 8,000 paid-up members “creating flower-rich habitat all across Britain.” Since reading this book, I have “googled” the phrase “flower-rich meadows.” Virtually every link that comes up is out of the UK. It seems that the British are indeed taking the need for pollinator habitat seriously. Are we here in the U.S. doing anything similar?

The author has a sequel coming out in April called A Buzz in the Meadow: The Natural History of a French Farm. Amazon is supposed to get it to me precisely on April 22, 2015. I can’t wait.

Robin

The Weed Garden in the Fall

I thought I’d walk around my garden and take a good look at what it looks like now in late October.  I thought the spent flowers and plants might have their own kind of beauty (or not).  For this tour I’m including my whole yard, not just the official “garden.”

First there actually are a very few “spring” flowers still in bloom.  A couple of late black-eyed Susans and some daisy fleabane:

 Another late Black Eyed Susandaisy fleabane

But most plants in the garden are long past blooming.

The green-headed coneflower is long past its glory days.  But the green leaves at the bottom show it’s still alive and waiting for spring to come again.

Green-headed Coneflower

Green-headed Coneflower

The goldenrod has gone to seed.

Goldenrod Gone to Seed

Goldenrod Gone to Seed

The Monarda fistulosa and sweet joe pye weed are long past blooming but still have some green leaves.

Monarda Fistulosa

Monarda Fistulosa

Sweet Joe Pye Weed

Sweet Joe Pye Weed

Here’s what the Liatris looks like now:

liatrisAnd here are the penstemon and the culver’s root:

Penstemon

Penstemon

Culver's Root

Culver’s Root

I’m afraid the boneset did not survive the summer’s drought — the plants  look too black and just plain dead to me, so I don’t know what will come back next year.  It did produce a lot of seed, as in this picture, so maybe it will be able to reseed itself.  I’m having to dig up so much wire grass, though — I’m afraid I’m eliminating reseeding.

Boneset Gone to Seed

Boneset Gone to Seed

My common milkweed did very well for itself.  My one plant transmogrified itself to at least 10 plants at last count.  Here are some of them:baby milkweedsFinally, the trees in the rest of my yard are all looking ready for upcoming winter.

Dogwood with Next Year's Flower Buds

Dogwood with Next Year’s Flower Buds

Red Bud with Pods

Redbud with Pods

 

Hawthorne with Red Berries Waiting for Cedar Waxwings in the Spring

Hawthorne with Red Berries Waiting for Cedar Waxwings in the Spring

Pin Oak Starting to Change Color --- Most Leaves Won't Fall until Spring

Pin Oak Starting to Change Color — Most Leaves Won’t Fall until Spring

 

Couldn’t Resist Another Post on Asters

My favorite climbing aster picture.  Doesn’t this bumblebee look like it’s found the perfect fit?

Bumblebee on Climbing Aster -- Perfect Fit

Bumblebee on Climbing Aster — Perfect Fit

The Small White Asters are now in bloom all over my yard.  They are swarming with little bees but getting a photograph of these bees is virtually impossible. While searching this photograph for a visible bee …

Small White Aster before Enlargement

Small White Aster before Enlargement

… I found that when magnified enough, the picture began to look like a sort of tapestry.

Small White Aster Tapestry

Small White Aster Tapestry

I like this blurry picture better than the original.  I feel like it was lurking inside the bigger picture.

Why I Love My Sweetgum Tree!

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This picture just about says it all!  The native sweetgum is often maligned because of its prickly seed pods, and they can be a nuisance when they fall in late winter/early spring, but to me the beauty of this tree is worth the two hours of raking. Plus, it is riddled with the horizontal lines of holes from yellow-bellied sapsuckers!  We planted this tree almost 35 years ago, in the spring of 1980, right after we moved in. The folks gave us a one-foot-tall seedling from their yard, and I remember Dad telling Sam, in his dry, understated way, “I’d chop it down now, if I were you!”.

TWO AT ONCE on My Butterfly Bush! Then Two More on the Southampton Elementary Butterfly Bush and Speaking of Butterfly Bushes…

On Saturday, I just happened to go outside in the middle of the afternoon and saw that there were TWO MONARCH BUTTERFLIES on my butterfly bush.  I must have spent a good 30 minutes trying to get a photograph showing both butterflies at once. This is what I ended up with and submitted with my sighting report to Journey North:

Two Monarchs on my Butterfly Bush

Two Monarchs on my Butterfly Bush

Then, I was at Southampton Elementary School in Richmond on Monday and saw two Monarch Butterflies on THEIR butterfly bush.  In this case we were in a hurry so I didn’t I have time to get both butterflies in one picture and you will have to take my word for it that there were two.

One of Two Monarch Butterflies on Butterfly Bush at Southampton Elementary

One of Two Monarch Butterflies on Butterfly Bush at Southampton Elementary

SPEAKING OF BUTTERFLY BUSHES … I wouldn’t give mine up for anything even though it’s a non-native.  The butterflies love it.  Maybe 9/10 of the butterflies I’ve identified in my yard have been on my butterfly bush.  (There were a couple of Painted Ladies flitting about on my butterfly bush while the Monarchs were there.  This year I’ve seen Painted Ladies only on my butterfly bush.)  Some people say they have had their butterfly bushes start to multiply, but mine never has even though I’ve had it for probably 15 years.  If it ever did start “to walk” I’d have to reconsider my opinion so I hope it doesn’t.  Except for the asters it’s the only thing in full bloom at this date when the Monarchs are still coming through.  Even the goldenrods are done blooming by now.

More Asters

A couple of months ago, the entire north side of the Swansboro Elementary School courtyard garden had to be bulldozed so that repairs could be carried out to the building foundation where water was leaking.  We dug up and tried to transplant as many of our perennials as possible.  Some of the asters we transplanted at my house next to the front porch.  At the time, I thought the plants looked dead and would never make it.  But amazingly they DID make it and are now blooming.  I just wish I had more of them.

Asters from Swansboro Elementary School

Asters from Swansboro Elementary School

When I first decided a couple of years ago to try to plant a “butterfly garden” in my backyard, my friend Joyce suggested planting a climbing aster, Aster carolinianus, along the fence.  It has done well and is now coming into bloom for a second year.

Climbing Aster - Aster carolinianus

Climbing Aster – Aster carolinianus

The skippers really like this aster.

Skipper on Climbing Aster

Skipper on Climbing Aster

Finally, back to the small white asters which are attracting lots of bees.  I had a hard time getting this picture because the darned bumblebee wouldn’t stay in one place, so he’s a little fuzzy (photographically speaking as well as in real life).

Bumble Bee on Small White Aster

Bumblebee on Small White Aster

Finally, the Asters Are Starting to Flower!

One of my favorite “freebies:” the Small White Aster (Aster vimineus)
is coming into bloom.  I have patches of these all over my yard.  You need to know that they’re going to do this come October, so you don’t pull them up earlier in the summer.  I had to fight off someone working on my house foundation who would have liked to pull up or trample all the “weeds” growing around my house.

Small White Aster

Small White Aster

A Closer View:

Small White Aster Closer View

Small White Aster Closer View

If You Plant It They Will Come. Really!

"Naked Milkweed"

“Naked Milkweed”

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Additional plants for hungary caterpillars!

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One of my five (5!) beautiful babies!

My husband and I were returning from a late afternoon errand, when I looked out the car window and didn’t see the milkweed. I go to investigate and was shocked! Everything, and I mean everything, had been eaten! Only the spindly spines of the plants were left. I go get my camera to take a picture for the blog, fuming to my hubby that the deer ate the MW even though it was deer resistant, that I couldn’t have anything. I take the picture and then think about how we have had afternoon rains everyday this week, and with the wet ground, I should be able to see deer tracks…concrete evidence of the deer. So I look closely at the ground and, lo and behold, see a caterpillar! For a nano-second, I think it might be a Monarch caterpillar, but dismiss it, thinking no way. This is a first year crop of MW, started from seeds.  It is, as I had been calling it, my “piddly little crop of MW.”  I quickly e-mail the pictures to my sister Robin and then call her, thankfully she was home. She takes one look at the pictures and exclaims that I have a MONARCH CATERPILLAR!!!  I say, are you sure??!!  She is an expert,  I knew she knew a monarch caterpillar when she saw one, I just couldn’t believe it!  Then she tells me that, with the extent of the eating, I must have more than one caterpillar. So still on the phone, I go out to look closer and found three more! Then she tells me I HAVE TO GET MORE MW. It is now 5:40, Saturday evening, and again I’m thinking, no way. I then remembered there was suppose to be a native plant nursery not far from me, but I had never been there, didn’t know where it was, and figured they would be closed anyway. But I quickly call them and they were open! In panic mode, I explained what was going on and she said they were closing at 6:00 but would stay open for me until 6:15. Because I didn’t know where I was going, I told my hubby he needed to come with me, this was AN EMERGENCY!  He was watching the University of GA football game, and to put it mildly, was not a happy camper. With him cursing me, and by the grace of God, we made it to the nursery!

The nursery’s name is Nearly Native Nursery and is in Fayetteville, GA  It is run by the nicest couple!  They were also most impressed with my four caterpillars, saying they had only found one so far this year. I bought four MW plants, two swamp MW and two of the orange, Butterfly. Thinking this still was not going to be enough foliage for four hungary caterpillars, they gave me cuttings of a HUGE variety of MW. They did not have any of that variety to sell, had some coming it, but it is huge. I planted the four and placed the cuttings near the caterpillars. It was then that I found caterpillar #5!
First thing this morning, I checked on things and all five were eating away…three on the huge variety and two on the plantings. As I said, I cannot believe a Monarch, which I have never seen, found my little first year crop of a few plants. AMAZING! Count me in with the true believers of the power of MW.
So that’s it. I’ve attached a few pictures. One is the “naked” MW, one the plants I bought and the cuttings they gave me, and another picture of a caterpillar. If you plant it, they will come.  Really!