
Standing on the back porch I saw a few thousand bees zig zagging across the backyard. I went a little closer but then a couple of the bees flew into my hair and got caught, so I retreated to a safer distance. After about ten to fifteen minutes the bees settled down on my neighbor's plum tree. The sight was pretty amazing a massive pulsing blob of wings, eyes and stingers. Eventually the weight of the bees broke the branch they had perched on and they lay on the ground for a while until they decided to swarm a couple of doors down to settle in a big red wood.

I must admit during all the confusion I almost drove to Orinda to buy a bee box and a bee keeping suit in order to tame the wild storm. Think of all the free honey not to mention the stinging welts. Oh well maybe next time.
2 comments:
you didn't need to go to orinda; you could have just let them settle in your hair. I think they would have been just as happy, and think of the easy access to the honey!
I have always thought of Steve's hair as a "nest" - why not?
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