Closing day….a day to remember.
I remember the day we closed on our house. We were renters for the first time in years. (If the USAF counts as landlords) And then this happened:
|bee swarm in white trumpet vine on trellis|
Now, I don’t mind sharing our world with honeybees. They make sweet fruit and nuts and honey and lots of other yummies. I was just really not crazy about them camping out so close to our front door. Our guest had to leave by the back door and walk around the other side of the house to get to the bright yellow convertible she parked in the driveway. Fortunately, the swarm was more interested in checking out their chosen digs and such than in figuring out if the yellow was food.