Two hives of bees are now settling in and getting to know the neighborhood, down by the wood shop. I find that the prospect makes me pleased.
So, the headcount around here has gone from 2 humans, 4 cats, 24 chickens, and several dozen rabbits, and maybe 40,000 bees.
I’m vaguely surprised that I didn’t run screaming, a frame in each hand and bees trailing from me like buzzing smoke, crying the Eddie Izzard mating cry of “I’m covered in bees!”