the bee's knees
I hate insects. find them incredibly disgusting. always have, I don't even like butterflies. I do love bees and wasps though. always have, always will. when I was a little girl, in kindergarten, I always ran around barefoot on the grass. I must've been 4 or 5 years old when I stepped into a half-dead bee on the grass. course it stung me in its death throes. I wouldn't stop crying, was totally unconsolable. they pulled its sting out of my footsole and it was clearly deceased. "aw, does it hurt lots?" asked me mammy, the principal. "no", I bawled, "I killed it." course me mammy explained to me that it had probably already been halfdead anyways and it didn't sting me on purpose. "I know that. but still, it's dead now!"
since then, I've a deep interest in bees and wasps (since they look like their cousins, right)
today, as I was standing out on the balcony at work, there was a bee sitting on its floor. at first I thought it was dead, as it wasn't moving at all. when I came back a coupla hours later, I guess it started noticing my baby-blue sneakers. I know that bees see colours differently than we do, so it was probably trying to check them out, as it started to crawl slowly towards me. my heart almost broke, I felt so sorry for it. I doubt it would've wanted honey from the kitchen. I mean, they produce it, but they eat pollen, right?
the poor sod, when it's still there tomorrow, I'll have to come up with a way to find it a home ;-))
since then, I've a deep interest in bees and wasps (since they look like their cousins, right)
today, as I was standing out on the balcony at work, there was a bee sitting on its floor. at first I thought it was dead, as it wasn't moving at all. when I came back a coupla hours later, I guess it started noticing my baby-blue sneakers. I know that bees see colours differently than we do, so it was probably trying to check them out, as it started to crawl slowly towards me. my heart almost broke, I felt so sorry for it. I doubt it would've wanted honey from the kitchen. I mean, they produce it, but they eat pollen, right?
the poor sod, when it's still there tomorrow, I'll have to come up with a way to find it a home ;-))
posted by daria l'orange at 12:19 am
2 Comments:
Ok I understand bees - since they don't sting un less provoked - but wasps are MEAN!
wasps only love things we love too: sweet stuff. but if you share your fanta or coke or icecream with them (or in my case: the bamboo mat around my balcony they build their little nest with), they can be your friends, too!
;-))
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