Bee fly in hyacinths

I love bee flies, and every time they start arriving—typically late April or early May—I grab my camera to try to capture the furry critters in flight. Today's arrival was a kind of natural birthday present, and this one, which I think belongs to the picture-winged species Bombylius major, decided not to eat and run, as the bee mimics that appeared yesterday and the day before did, thus thwarting my picture-taking ambitions. My birthday bee fly succumbed to the siren song, well, scent, of a garden hyacinth, and as it worked the flowers for nectar, I zoomed in to capture the hummingbird-like insect as it used its long tongue to drink natural sugar water. As a reward, it helped, however inadvertently, to pollinate the flowers. It also helped to make my birthday especially memorable.