End of a day's work

Spotted this tired-looking bee when I came out of work this evening. It spent ages  on this one flower so I had the chance to wait for the sun to come out and get the focus right.

Earlier I'd felt flattered when a 35-year-old colleague thought I was almost ten years younger than I am, and I managed to get a student's computer program running in a modern development system without any help from clever young people! My soreness from Tuesday means I still feel my age, though.