Note to the Bees

A copy of the following is posted on each of my hives, just above the entrance, in very small letters, with Italian and Russian translations.  


Dear Bees 

The swimming pool is just that, a pool for swimming.  It is not a  gigantic watering hole for bees.  Go and find your own muddy puddle and leave my guests alone. 

I know that you can fly faster than I can run; you don’t have to keep on proving it to me. 

And no, I  cannot keep on buying more hives. I am very sorry about this.  If you feel crowded, then go ahead and swarm.  See if I care.  Has anyone ever told the queen where little bees come from? It’s her fault for those moments of gay abandon with those  dandy drones.

  A little secret for you : I know that sticking your butts in the air and fanning with your wings when I walk in front of the hive is nothing but sarcasm.

If, at some time in the future, I manage to close up the hive without squashing some of your sisters between the hive bodies, I expect some expression of appreciation, perhaps applause.  Meanwhile, before you come rushing at me bass ackwards, I expect some kind of warning, you little bug(ger)s.


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27.11 | 16:01

Moustache, wax? Of course. Now if all of the drones had mustaches ...

27.11 | 12:43

One of our club members says he got into beekeeping in order to make his own mustache wax. There's the explanation for the bearded/mustached ABF attendees!

13.08 | 05:43

Good morning Mr. Barnes, I'm so pleased to see the best of history teachers is still going strong! Looking at your website brings back some great memories

21.05 | 07:18

Its pleasure to read about Boy Scout here. He plays vital role to serve humanity. I will share after my