Martin Dohrn likes bees. Big bees, small bees, angry bees, randy bees, bees with voluminous ruffs and calves like tiny Henry VIIIs – rare is the bee that Dohrn doesn’t deem worthy of … what, exactly? Appreciation? Or something more profound?
“It’s hard to explain,” says the veteran wildlife photographer, peering at us through his red-framed glasses while perched at his gadget-strewn kitchen table. “But I really feel for bees. They’re really … I mean, I could say they’re my friends.”
