an evening jog and a swarm of bees kicked loose from somewhere deep in the vineyard and i ran fast and feared that i'd made the wrong decision, that they could smell my panic and would come get me and i'd die out there on a dirt road, covered in red lumps, my little girl dog without a mama. silly, i'm sure, but bees are nothing to trifle with. they have strength in numbers and all i could see was that horrible scene form 'My Girl" when Macaulay Culkin dies. yeewuu. (shiver) gives me the heebeejeebees!
hee-BEE-jee-BEES! hahahahaha! :)
(pun not intended)
4 comments:
Did you get stung? Never forget that bees respond to vocal commands.
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i didn't get stung, thank god. i've only ever been stung once and it was in the face while driving down a little two lane road with no curb or shoulder through orange groves. i had to drive a mile with the stinger in my face until i was able to pull over and get the stinger out. ha! no fun!
should i speak in a soothing, nice voice or a loud, angry voice to them?
Speak politely. Bees demand respect.
r
hahaha! yes they do!
good to know. i will try talking to them. they like hanging out by the paintings when i work outside. they must like the smell of oil paint too.
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