I went out to the mailbox and heard the sound of a far-away chainsaw…or so I thought. It was actually the sound of a kazillion bees feasting on that sugar water I’d put out for them.
And to think I’d wondered if they’d be able to find it. HA!
Now I don’t dare put any more out there because I have some visitors coming tomorrow, and the bees are FILLING the air around this milk jug. Which means they are zipping along the walkway—right where my guests will be walking. But where can I move the feeding station to?
Who knew the world of beekeeping could be so fraught with difficult decisions?
BEEattitude for Day # 279:
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3 comments:
What a great photo! And such help for those little fuzzies! You've learned so much from 'trial and error' and I for one have enjoyed it every step of the way!
Wow, those poor girls were hungry!
I'm really enjoying this blog, Fran. Every day I learn something new and I can even look at pics of bees now. I'm not ready to see any up-close and moving/buzzing, but I think your blog is helping me to slowly conquer my fear. :)
Cathy Akers-Jordan
Thanks, Petie and Cathy!
It's nice to know my journey is being shared,
And, Cat, you will, I know, eventually be able to hear buzzing and think of it as SINGING!
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