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Bees

They’re everywhere, which is a good thing. Some have the yellow-and-black striped body I’m familiar with, but others are shiny black. Did a quick search and found a page describing all the different markings. Never realized there were so many.

The ones I’ve seen look solid black, which means they could be one of the Cuckoo varieties. But to be honest, they were all moving at the time of observation and I was reluctant to get too close because, well, BEE! They could also be part of Color Group 1. I’m just glad to see them buzzing around all the apple blossoms, the hanging basket petunias, the tiny holly flowers.

It is warm. Cool breeze, but the sun is making its presence felt. Last week, I wore a heavy sweatshirt when I took Gaby for her walk, and had to keep wiping my eyes because the chill breeze made them tear. Today, I wore a light t-shirt under a light jacket, and was glad I did because halfway through I took off said jacket and tied it around my waist. Even Gaby ran out of gas, which is a first. We made it as far as the lake. Saw a few boats, a yacht and a couple of smaller cabin cruisers. A speed boat. There was a haze over the water. Not much wave.

Out on the deck now, under the brollie, with iced lemon water close at hand. The hardwoods are finally starting to leaf out. The honey locust. After a short nap and some water, Gaby is alternating dashing about the yard and lying beside my chair and resting up in preparation for more dashing. A dog of her weight and approximate age–almost 6 1/2 we think–she is supposed to be around 42 in human years, but I don’t see it.

It’s the first summer without King. He hated buzzing–flies, bees–and would either try to snap the offending insect out of the air or tuck tail and seek shelter in the deck Dogloo. Once all was clear, he would lie by the gate and watch the street. The guardian.

Mirrored from Kristine Smith.

Should you find a swarm in your yard, remember that beekeepers will often come collect a swarm...free bees, from their POV. Down here, though, some beekeepers are concerned that the swarm might be Africanized.

There may be a local apiarist society which keeps track of who will house a swarm and remove it, so you'll know whom to call if it happens. Swarms are astounding, to me...not at all aggressive, they're following their queen and hoping she finds them a safe place to set up honey-making.
I know there are beekeepers in the area, because they sell their honey locally. Never seen a swarm, but I am guessing that there are hives in the nearly nature preserve, as well as a few commercial ones.

I'm just glad to see them. Except I hope they're not cuckoos, which I had never known existed.
I am a woman of science. Just to be clear.

But as a lifelong pet-servant, I also know that the guardians never really leave. King's still out there, guarding.