If I were going to think like a bee, I would imagine bubbles above their heads as they raced off into the sunlit morning, their golden bodies shimmering. “Maeve, there it is!  There’s that patch of flowers!”. “What?  O yes, I see it.  Let’s go, Stella!” “bzzzz. These flowers taste funny.  This nectar tastes a…

Bees, among other living beings on earth, are highly managed and manipulated by humans.  And still they assert themselves as wild, beyond our understanding, as seen by my last post on robber bees. Bees are a mystery, despite centuries of co-existence with them, observation and decades of scientific research. Recently an article showed up on…

This past weekend I was involved in an epic battle.  As a lifelong pacificist, growing up in an Historic Peace Church, it felt base, ugly and brutal.  I found myself doing things I’d rather not report.  All in defense of my beehive. Who knew these innocent, sweet, wondrous creatures could be so voracious? But I…