Our back yard is always full of bees. I don’t like them, they don’t like me. We live together ONLY because they love flowers and so do I. If we have flowers, we have bees. I am stuck with them. Jake hates them worse than I do. He has been stung several times
Bees do not like cold weather, when the temps drop, they fly slowly and as if they were drugged. They fall in the pool; they seek heat and have actually landed on my husbands back/front while he tosses the ball to Jake. Most of all they love the wall of the back of our home which faces south and during the winter months is the warmest place in the yard.
Florida has had 13 days of record breaking cold (I secretly hoped it would kill all the bees) and added to my misery 3 days ago was bronchitis and sinusitis which required antibiotics.Ok, now you are wondering WHY I am telling you all this nonsense
Yesterday, the sun was shining and my husband said come out and sit against the wall, the sun will be good for you. In my flannel gown (yes we have privacy fence) I sat for 10 minutes and absorbed the rays. It felt so good.
Northern citrus Beetle
A few minutes after I came in from the sunbath, I was sitting on sofa and felt something crawl on my neck, I brushed the back of my neck with my hand, found nothing, I felt something crawl and brushed again.
Shrieking OW! OW! , I jumped straight up in the air and slung my hand
hard, and whatever it was flew off on the carpet, I am screaming Oww it stung me, Ow! It stung me.
Bob jumps up, “what stung you?” “WHERE IS IT?”
Jake jumps off sofa rushes to put his nose on whatever it is. I am screaming No JAKE, No Jake, bob is screaming What is it? Where is it?
Have you guessed yet what it WAS? A BEE…… clue word here is WAS. Is no more.We assume when I sat against the warm wall, the cold drugged bee climbing on my warm flannel gown and rode to the sofa.
Yes, I do know the other photos are not BEES. I found them in the bug folder and decided to post them to.