When coming to these little stingy insects I really tend to freak out.
Although I so admire the work, the tenacity, the effort….
But if one accidentally lands on my skin, there’s too much, I feel the world suddenly is not enough for the both of us.
It seems though that my love for photography will finally serve as a cure for this… or at least I still hope so.
A few years ago, this photo wouldn’t have existed.
This one had a lot of work to do, and I just came step by step, as silently as I could because I could not have risked of disturbing her.
I so understand that she was in her environment, that that flower was a piece of her universe, not mine.
The comparison it’s almost like I would have had her in my plate when at lunch… I couldn’t just eat and let her starring at me.
And yet, she does allow me and my passions to be a part of her existence.
Just another lesson from a tiny creature: patience and kindness should be boundless- 24/7.