Smart Red
Garden Master
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Until today I've considered the insects that are not harmful to my plants to be useful garden friends. HAH! Not so friendly it would seem. This afternoon I uncovered a nest of honey bees. Yes, ordinarily I would consider them my friends and let them bee in peace. I wish they had felt the same way. Yup! Stung! I was stung, my son was stung, CC was stung a couple of times, and when Toes went to investigate, he was seen racing away at great speed, I suspect stung as well.
DS suggested waiting until nightfall and spraying the H out of them. DH suggested running the fuel pipe down into the hive and turning it on to get rid of any old gasoline it might hold. Not me! I suggested that - as nearly endangered animals in today's time - that I ask the neighbor down the road if he wants another collection of bees to put in one of his hives. See? Peaceful solution.
Then I continued to mow. I went through a narrow passage between some evergreen and the greenhouse. Fine! A lot of grass and weeds were gone. Then I returned through the passage to get the rest of the weeds. ATTACK! It would seem that I 'found' another insect home. Not sure what kind of insect it was - no, I did not stop to investigate - but I know they were the stinging kind. Ouch! No need to ask me how I know if I didn't see them. I fear I have several more stings to join that first one.
I have several St. John's Wort bushes that are smothered in bees of every sort when in bloom and NEVER have I gotten stung by an insect seeking pollen in those bushes as I would reach in and grab a few Japanese Beetles for drowning. My hand would bump into bees, bees would bump into my hand, but we were all friends in the SJW. Now it seems, we are not friends. Perhaps we've never been friends. I feel so sad and alone without my friends. SIGH!
DS suggested waiting until nightfall and spraying the H out of them. DH suggested running the fuel pipe down into the hive and turning it on to get rid of any old gasoline it might hold. Not me! I suggested that - as nearly endangered animals in today's time - that I ask the neighbor down the road if he wants another collection of bees to put in one of his hives. See? Peaceful solution.
Then I continued to mow. I went through a narrow passage between some evergreen and the greenhouse. Fine! A lot of grass and weeds were gone. Then I returned through the passage to get the rest of the weeds. ATTACK! It would seem that I 'found' another insect home. Not sure what kind of insect it was - no, I did not stop to investigate - but I know they were the stinging kind. Ouch! No need to ask me how I know if I didn't see them. I fear I have several more stings to join that first one.
I have several St. John's Wort bushes that are smothered in bees of every sort when in bloom and NEVER have I gotten stung by an insect seeking pollen in those bushes as I would reach in and grab a few Japanese Beetles for drowning. My hand would bump into bees, bees would bump into my hand, but we were all friends in the SJW. Now it seems, we are not friends. Perhaps we've never been friends. I feel so sad and alone without my friends. SIGH!