Beekeeping & Stings This is the first of my reflections from experiences with bees...enjoy! Bee Keeping is not for the faint-hearted. In fact when you get that first sting, if you are like me, then fifty shades of red will be color of your cheeks. I can still remember the sharp stab by that bee which followed me around as I flung my arms to and fro waving at it. The little bee probably thought I was engaging in a ritual war dance before attacking, and checked his Sun Tzu script. He was quiet, lulling me into a false sense of security, waiting for the unguarded moment to strike. For a brief moment I could not see him, I thought I was safe and suddenly … zap #%*# he got me! The first sting hurts the most. I screamed, and swore the relationship with my then boyfriend – who ended up being the father of my children - was over! Alas the pain from that sting only made me stronger and wiser for the next one. I thought I was prepared and ...zap #%*# it happened again the...
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