Late sun, the bees have gone. I dream of red.
This is in Carinthia. I was swimming but only for some moments. The water had hardly more than 15 degrees. Celsius that is, nevertheless. On my way home I found this beehive.
Late sun, the bees have gone. I dream of red.
This is in Carinthia. I was swimming but only for some moments. The water had hardly more than 15 degrees. Celsius that is, nevertheless. On my way home I found this beehive.