This is the huge ornamental crab-apple tree flowering in my yard today. It's a beaut. And it smells drunk. Seriously. Anyway, what you can't see or hear are the bees. LOTS OF BEES.
I don't have a problem with bees. Bees essentially keep the planet alive. Therefore bees are good, except for the timing. I happened to read this just before I discovered the bees: Bee swarm shuts down portion of Ottawa.
And now I'm wondering: who tells bees what to do?
13 comments:
"It smells drunk", very funny. Probably is.
Hard working bees deserve a good party.
I reckon the bees are driven by instinct and timing doesn't get a look in :-).
The dying of the bees in the last year is an incredibly frightening harbinger.
We had to relieve some bees of their hive they had built under our stairs. They flew away in an angry mass terrorising the neighbourhood.
I love that sound. Bee OMMMMMMMMM.
love that it "smells drunk" but the bees...no thanks
baygirl took my line. Which was really just telling you how much I loved that line. I'm going to go back to my usual of crossing lines.
oh my lord. My son would lose his mind from terror. He went to town on a hornet-sized flying ant yesterday with a PEN, and then a bee flew by him outside and he ran shrieking into the house.
Gorgeous tree. Covet, covet
Man, I'd much rather have bees around here...we have wasps.
I'll trade you. Your bees for my grackles. Darn things attacked me, not once, but twice this weekend.
"Smells drunk". Ha! That is quite the visual.
We need more bees so we need to plant more drunk trees. You willing to take up the task you being such a handy dandy man and all.
Ah - to bee or not to bee - that is the um......whatever.
Nice one dbs.
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