killer bees

The dogs began barking as though a scary monster was headed our way. When I looked up to see what it was it was our neighbor. She came toward the fence dividing the property and asked me if I liked her outfit. I told her that she was scaring the dogs. Her outfit was a homemade beekeeper suit made up of many layers of clothing, tape, a hat with netting about it and she said she had even shoved some cardboard down her pants to protect her bottom. I saw tape around her socks and in her right hand some sort of kill-the-bugs spray. Then she told me about how the bees had stung her husband on more than one occasion and then chased him into the house. They swarmed him. They made a giant hole in more than one of the many trees on their property. Research showed their behavior and nesting to be like that of the killer bees. The hole in the tree. The swarming. She was out to kill them. She then announced she was too hot to chat any longer due to her many layers of clothing and went off to spray the bees.

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About The Contemplatress

Outdoors, I enjoy gardening, hiking, biking, kayaking, wandering the beach and taking photographs. I admit to being a fair weather outdoorswoman most of the time. Indoors, I enjoy cooking as though I am on the food network. My favorite activity may be sitting in the sun reading a book. Probably with a beer. My liberal arts degree didn't help me acquire gainful employment so I became a practical nurse. Taking care of people who can't take care of themselves makes me thankful that I can.
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One Response to killer bees

  1. janice says:

    This piece is breezy, entertaining writing. I enjoy all of your posts – including the more contemplative sort.

    Like

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