The story of the honey bees

I live in my own little world

I can definitively tell you that honey bees don’t like garlic. Around 7:00 a.m. on Monday, January 29, I spread some garlic powder around the north pond where the honey bees have been congregating to quench their thirsty little bodies. I specifically put the garlic powder out before the honey bees arrived because the smell will drive them away whereas getting the powder directly on them will kill them.

Honey beesYesterday the bee congregation at the north pond was about half what it was the day before while there was a noticeable bee congregation at the new Wildlife Corner pond. Today, I only saw three honey bees at the north pond. I caught their conversation:

PondJim (first honey bee): “Wow! Where is everyone, Andrew?”

Andrew (second honey bee): “I don’t know, Jim. I just got here myself.”

Jim: “What’s that awful smell?”

Andrew: “I think it’s garlic.”

Jim: “Oh, no! Is everyone dead, then?”

Andrew: “I don’t think so. I saw Matt just a couple of hours ago over in La Mesa.”

Brian (new arrival): “Jim! Andrew! Don’t go near the water. There’s garlic on the beaches!”

Pond in Wildlife CornerAndrew: “We know! But where is everyone?”

Brian: “We’re all in back. I came to see if anyone was out here. This guy, Russel, who lives here, built a huge pond for us with all sorts of beaches. He even bought a bird bath and put some rocks in it to make it shallower for us. He’s a great guy! He rescues us if we fall in the water and can’t get out. He’s the reason Mary, Margaret, Dirk, Ken, Mark, and Cary are still with us.”Sea lavender

Jim: “I’m pretty tired, though. I was all the way over in Rancho San Diego today. The jacarandas, lilies of the Nile, and sea lavender all are blooming. It’s paradise, but I sure am thirsty.”

Brian: “The new pond is just around back, about a minute’s flight. Follow me! You can make it!”

I am pleased to report that I did not have to rescue a single honey bee today. Maybe I have enough shallow areas and beaches so that they don’t fall in the water, or maybe the weaker honey bees already drowned in a pool somewhere, or maybe honey bees are capable of learning what to do and what not to do….

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17 thoughts on “The story of the honey bees

  1. philipfontana

    Russel, Your piece on honey bees taught me many things about them & YOU as well & your garden & ponds. Most of all, as an Italian American I learned something new about garlic! May all things be going well with you. We are still in the old 1885 Dutch Colonial. We are approaching the conclusion soon of all repairs but for that old electric wiring we spoke of. You taught us so much about the knob & tube wiring. Local code permits us to sell the house. The problem would be the buyer securing a mortgage & homeowners insurance, thus, killing the deal after so much trouble. Our disposition at this point is NOT to fix the old wiring & go through all the tearing out of plaster walls & ceilings. We may sell instead to a contractor at a considerably lower price. — But first “clearing out/throwing out” 43 years of stuff. We do not see ourselves calling in a realtor until late 2018. Apologies for communicating here on your website. Phil

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