BEEEEEE gone...fer sure, fer sure. NOT.
He came this a.m. at about 6:30 and said, at about 9 a.m. that he carted away a three hundred pound honey comb and I photo'd it until one last bee came dive bombing at my head over and over while I swatted at it, kamikazee and loaded for bear. Later I tiptoed into the back garden and saw nothing... Sign in to see full entry.