Edit-These are looking more like wasps. If so…bye bye viscous wasps. Sorry, we are clearly speciesists.
Look at what we have in our yard.
It’s a bee. A beehive actually. Last week when Greg was mowing the yard he was mowing right along, and then the bees attacked. Poor guy was stung at least seven times.
We didn’t know we had a hive. After the attack we both looked for one, but couldn’t find it. Granted, Greg was less than excited about going to look for them at that point.
We kind of thought maybe the hive was in the neighbor’s yard and one was visiting our modest garden. And once one stung the others followed. It’s kind of amazing anything is growing at all with how freakin’ hot it’s been. High 90’s with heat indexes in the 120’s. Bleck. But we have had our share of tropical rain. That’s why the grass is so tall.
I have no idea who’s going to mow back there now that we found the hive. In the above picture you can see the thin stick right in the front. That is the hive. It’s in the ground, presumably in a hollowed out root of our pecan tree. We like bees. We wouldn’t dream of getting rid of them. But we may end up with a forest. Cause I’m not going near them with the mower.
Full body bee suit anyone?
Here is a clean shot of the entrance. From the back window of the house we can watch them fly out of the hive and over to the garden. It’s kind of cool. Minus the bee stings of course. Yikes.
