As the fireweed blossoms continue to open from the bottom up, the lower flowers die off leaving pink spikes.

I wasn’t the only one intrigued with the curly stigmas…

It was fascinating to watch the bees gathering pollen.  Most bees seemed to bounce from blossom to blossom, making it very hard to photograph them.  This big guy (below) contentedly hung out on one plant the whole time I was there.