Showing posts with label bumblebees. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bumblebees. Show all posts

Thursday, April 3, 2025

Stinking hellebore is bumblebee heaven

 Stinking hellebore is an unappealing name for a very bee-friendly plant. It has been the epicentre of bumblebee activity in our garden ever since they first emerged from winter hibernation. The green flowers of Helleborus foetidus are a prolific source of nectar over a prolonged flowering period.


There used to be just one plant in the garden but three years ago I collected all the seed it produced and chucked them on ground where I'd removed a holly hedge in the corner of the garden. There are now about a dozen plants flowering, bearing hundreds of flowers. They don't really stink, they're just a bit pungent on a hot afternoon, but that's a small price to pay for providing such a good food resource for queen bumblebees.


The purple-edged, bell-shaped flowers are unusual because those structures that look like petals are, botanically, sepals that protected the bud during its formative stages. The real petals, inside, are arranged around central whorls of stigmas and pollen-loaded stamens, and are rolled into tubes that are prim-full of nectar.




The flower retains its bell-shape until its pollinated but it's just open enough to allow a large bumblebee to hang underneath and force its way in. Even then, the bee needs to have a long tongue to reach all the nectar. Helleborus foetidus makes its visitors work for their reward. 


If you plant Helleborus foetidus once and let it go to seed it will seed itself around the garden, thanks to the white extension called an elaiosome on the outside of the shiny black seeds.This is very attractive to ants, which carry them away, eat the elaiosome and disperse the seeds, which require a winter of freezing temperatures before they'll germinate. 


Saturday, September 16, 2023

Bumblebees' worn-out wings

 By this stage in the year a lot of bumblebees are reaching the end of their lives. They take longer to warm up after cold nights and begin active feeding, and there are fewer flowers available so nectar can be harder to find. 

Like many, these have lost quite of lot of their fur and what remains has become sun-bleached. A close look at their wings reveals a lot of wear-and-tear, with fraying at their tips where they have been beating and up to 200 times per second and made contact with hard objects. It's said that the average life of a worker bumblebee is about one month. These are simply worn out, from provisioning colonies that are now in steep decline; soon only the new queens will be left, to crawl away into secure hibernation sites until spring arrives and the whole cycle begins again.




Wednesday, August 7, 2019

Lime blossom
















This line of mature common lime trees Tilia x europaea stands beside Waskerley beck, on the northern edge of the Demesne picnic site at Wolsingham in Weardale. I would guess that they are about a century old. 














During the last week of July they were in full flower and on a still, warm morning I could detect their wonderful fragrance, which has a hint of lily-of-the-valley about it, from about 100 yards away, long before the trees came into view.






















Thousands of insects were attracted to the scent too. Standing beneath the trees I could hear a constant low-pitched hum, mostly from the hundreds of bumblebees that had come to feed on the nectar-rich blossom, but also from countless flies, hoverflies, wasps and honeybees that find the flowers irresistible.

For many years there have been reports of bumblebees dying after feeding on lime nectar, though there has never been a clear causal relationship demonstrated between the tree's nectar and bee deaths.   I've been interested in this bee death phenomenon since I lived in Kenilworth in the 1970s, where there was a lime (not a native lime species, I think) beside the bus stop that always seemed to have a few dead bumblebees underneath it at flowering time. This is not something I've noticed under lime trees here in Durham and when I walked under these trees at Waskerley beck there was a carpet of dead blossom on the path, but no dead bees. 

I'd been keeping a lookout because I was reminded about the bee deaths in a recent research paper by several authors from the University of Oregon in the United States  which seems to dispel a long-held and oft-repeated notion that mannose in lime nectar, a sugar supposedly toxic to bees, is responsible for the bee mortality. The paper suggests that the deaths mostly occur in cooler weather because bees simply can't get enough energy from the lime nectar to keep their muscle metabolism going and die of energy deficit. It has been very warm here throughout the lime flowering period, so maybe that's why there were no dead bees under these trees.


The really fascinating part of the paper is that the authors found an alkaloid in the lime nectar called trigonelline that apparently affects bee learning and memory. The authors suggest that this changes bumblebee behaviour so that they become addicted solely to foraging on lime nectar late in the season, forsaking other sources, even when the tree doesn't provide enough energy to keep them airborne in cool conditions.























Lime nectar doesn't seem to be toxic to honeybees, because they produce an excellent, delicately-flavoured honey from it. This brand is made by honeybees in Roumania and it's hard to imagine beekeepers allowing their hives to forage on lime nectar if it killed their bees.

Lime flowers also make a refreshing tea, that has a reputation as a soothing treatment for sore throats. In his journal entryfor 25th. July 1790 the famous parson-naturalist Gilbert White, learning that the French found lime blossom tea soothing for coughs, hoarseness and fever, described making his own brew and finding it to be “soft, well flavoured, pleasant, saccharine julep, in taste much resembling the juice of liquorice”.

















Although lime trees are generally a wonderful source of pollen and nectar for insects, and their foliage is food for many more, common lime, which is a natural hybrid between small-leaved (Tila cordata) and large-leaved (T. platyphyllos) limes, has a major fault as a tree for planting in avenues or in city streets.


As the tree ages great knobbly, cankerous burrs appear on the trunk base (and sometimes on the upper trunk) and these sprout a forest of shrubby growth. Suckers also develop from the roots that are near the surface and all this herbage usually has to be hacked back annually when the tree is grown as a landscape or cityscape feature.

Yet, despite this trait, which Alan Mitchell, a famous tree expert,called 'deplorable', the hybrid tree has been planted in far greater numbers than it's better looking parental species. The reason for this is that those suckers and sprouts that have to be removed also root easily, allowing the tree to be mass-propagated at little cost.

To quote Alan Mitchell again, " this tree is the worst possible one for planting in streets, squares and odd urban corners and high in any list of those to avoid in avenue plantings  ... [but] .... has long been the favourite one for all of these usages. The results include shaded upper windows, severe pruning or lopping; broken and lifting pavings; corroded cellulose surfaces on cars parked beneath and avenues abandoned to the park cattle and new lime-free ones planted".

The damage to cars that he's referring to is due to the millions of sap-sucking insects that feed on the leaves and send down a constant rain of honeydew, which coats cars like a thin veneer of toffee. I can see his point - I once parked our car under a lime tree at Wells-next-the-sea in Norfolk, then later drove home behind a lorry carrying live chickens that shed feathers; after a mile or two the car had a good covering of chicken plumage stuck to it.

Honeydew that rains down on lime foliage also sticks to the upper surface of the leaves, which soon become covered in a growth of sooty mould, spoiling their autumn colour.

In terms of honeydew production, lime is no worst than sycamore, whose leaves are infested with aphids, but planting it in avenues, parks and streets tends to make lime more conspicuously mouldy.












Just a few minutes' walk away from those hybrid limes beside Waskerley beck, in the cemetery of Wolsingham parish church of St. Mary and St. Stephen, there is a wonderful, ancient specimen of one of the parent species, small-leaved lime Tilia cordata. It is the handsomest tree in the churchyard.


This is a rare native tree in Durham, only existing in a few places in small numbers as a wild tree, and not very often planted. It is at the limit of its natural climate range here, only setting viable seed in the longest, hottest summers, but as the climate becomes milder it's likely that it might begin to set seed regularly and become a more familiar sight.













In this species the tassels of flowers are held above the foliage, giving its domed crown a golden glow.  Here, amongst the tombstones, it has had time and space to live life to the full, to realise its natural size and shape, protected from browsing animals so that the tips of its arching limbs almost touch the ground. Urban common (hybrid) limes, or those planted in avenues, rarely grow unmolested in this way. 
























The picture above shows the way in which the flowers of the common (hybrid) lime dangle below the leaves, while the picture below shows the flowers of small-leaves lime held above the leaves, which are indeed smaller than the hybrid.

























Underneath, the leaves of hybrid lime have tufts of pale hairs at the base of the main veins (above), while in small-leaved lime (below)  there are golden hairs that extend along the main veins. In large-leaved lime the whole underside of the leaves is downy.

















This churchyard Tilia cordata is a very fine tree, with a spreading crown that provides cool shade on hot summer days, and when it flowers the sound of the insects feeding on its flowers is soporific.


















Small-leaved lime does produce a few basal sprouts from the trunk, but only a few - nothing like the forest of vegetation sprouting from burrs that can hide the lower trunk of its hybrid offspring.

Sunday, May 28, 2017

Blaze of colour


This field, at Bamburgh on the Northumberland coast, has been sown with wild and nectar rich flowers, as part of a wonderful EU Environmental Stewardship scheme to boost bumblebee numbers and to provide food for game birds like partridges.

Most of the colour that can be seen now is due to red campion and the blue-flowered Phacelia, but the colours will change through the season as other species come into flower.




























Click here for pictures of a similar planting, with different species and on a smaller scale, in Norfolk.

Sunday, April 5, 2015

A bit of a stink


Stinking hellebore Helleborus foetidus isn't the most fragrant of plants - certainly not one that you'd want to bring indoors - but it's a great asset in a wildlife garden, providing nectar for the first queen bees that emerge from hibernation in spring.


Long-tongued species, like this buff-tailed bumblebee queen, can reach nectar that's held in modified, tubular petals arranged in a ring around the outside of the stamens, deep inside the flower. The green and purple-edged 'petals' that enclose the bell-shaped flower are actually sepals.


Refuelled with sugary nectar, this bee is about to leave, its wing-tips bending upwards in the effort to lift that large furry body.
























Even when the flowers have been pollinated and the stamens and nectaries fall away the flowers are still attractive to flies, that come to lick nectar residues on the inside of the sepals.


























The flowers also seem to attract these tiny Sepsis flies, that sit on the outside of the sepals and perform their courtship dances, raising and lowering their wings. They breed in dung, which might explain their attraction to stinking hellebore as a courtship arena.




Helleborus foetidus seeds itself around the garden, thanks to the white extension called an elaiosome on the outside of the shiny black seeds.This is very attractive to ants, which carry them away, eat the elaiosome and disperse the seeds, which require a winter of freezing temperatures before they'll germinate. 



Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Bumblebees and the foxglove challenge

Thursday's Guardian Country Diary is about this delightful little lane that leads down from Bulbeck Common to Blanchland. In particular, it's about the roadside verges that are full of wild flowers and were humming with bumblebees.









The sunken lane with high hedges traps the fragrance of wild roses growing on the verges
















The tall spires of foxgloves are amongst the most conspicuous wild flowers along the lane and they're particularly attractive to large bumblebees. Visiting the downward-pointing foxglove bells isn't easy for these large insects when they approach in level flight.






First they need to grab the lip of the flower ....



















... and then they face an uphill struggle as tyhe climb into the bell, which is slippery. You can often hear the bee buzzing its wings as it struggles in, with the sound amplified by the megaphone-shape of the bell. There must be a lot of wear-and-tear on visiting bees' wings.























The way partially barred by hairs on the petal surface. During the bee's struggle the stigma of the flower - which you can see here at the top of the bell - collects pollen from the visiting bee's back. 



















There's not much room inside the tapering bell.


Getting out of the flower isn't easy, either. There's no room to turn around inside so they have to reverse out until they reach the entrance, picking up a smear of pollen on the fur on their back as they near the entrance.


In this picture of a back-lit foxglove flower in a garden you can see the shadows of the two pairs of stamens inside the roof of the bell, where they inevitably make contact with a visiting bee.
















Once they reach the entrance most bees seem to exit by just letting go. Notice how the right-hand wing of this individual has been damaged, probably during numerous visits to the confines of the tubular flower in search of nectar.















When bees finally leave most seem to free-falls out into the air-stream before flying off to the next flower.