|Some of these purple brushes are nearly 6" long|
The bees it was supposed to attract had not yet found it or its nectar was not yet available. But now, now the flowers are long and fuzzy, and the whole nearly-seven-feet-tall grouping of perennial hyssops are humming with the prospect of honey. First thing in the morning until last warmth of the evening you'll find golden, furry honey bees from my neighbor's hive collected around the purple columns, pushing their eager tongues deep into the micro throats of this delicate flower from the mint family that grows outside and up against my living room window--a perfect viewing area. I wonder if there is even a teaspoon of honey altogether here for their efforts. It matters not to the bees. The 30 or so girls working the blooms this morning are finding what they are looking for.