Last winter, very late in the afternoon, I encountered a lone bee on my steps. It was getting chilly, and being aware of how far away the beehives are, I figured she might have been too tired to make it home. There wasn't much blooming in the garden.
So I got this idea in my head that some honey might help her. I went inside and dipped a toothpick into a jar of (yes, organic local unfiltered) honey and set it in front of her. It worked. She drank for quite a while.
Then she wandered over to the edge of the stairs, and later she was gone.
I imagine after she got back to the hive, she started a religion.
5 comments:
What a good soul you are! I am sure that bee was most appreciative!
Thanks. I hope she was.
That is soooo sweet!
That's so nice of you, the thought would never have crossed my mind. Here we are all a bit annoyed/scared of bees and wasps, there isn't much love for them unfortunately. Thanks for sharing :)
Thanks, Gra. I'm more scared of wasps than bees. Bees die when they sting, so unless you are threatening their hive, they would rather fly away than sting you.
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