Country Life

Bee Anticipation

When walking past my Dad’s bee boxes this morning, I was pestered by one and it became lodged in my hair. The thing I discovered, in the process of wildly throwing my head around like a mad brumby, is it is not the potential pain that makes you panic.

It is the suspense and anticipation.

Then again, it could be the growing pitch of the bee’s buzzing as it gets higher and higher.

Those bees are all female, dude. That’s a lot of moody.

 

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