When I was in the 2nd grade, our grade school had a large back portion of dirt land that was "out of bounds" beyond the grassy play area. One day a few of us walked out past the "edge" into the dirt and saw a nest of mud wasps (pretty large and nasty looking) around a hole in the ground. While about 6 or 7 of us were standing near this hole watching these things, some idiot throws a mud-clod right on top of the opening (no it WASN'T me, I was too close and not that stupid). The moment I saw these critters start to march out of that hole, I yelled "RUN!" and took-off running FAST. Some ran..., some stayed behind to get a better look. Well, as you might expect, the wasps swarmed and started attacking. As I was running I could hear the other kid's cries, one about half a horse's length behind me... then I really RAN FAST. I was the only one of the group not to get stung, and about 10 kids went to the nurse (or home and to the doctor) with multiple severe stings that day... and at least one that was allergic. The number of stung increased, because the wasps followed us back to the school buildings where some got it later. For the next week or more we had wasps hanging around the school, and it was a very precarious situation. I remember being really angry that the school wasn't doing anything to get rid of the wasps ("leave them alone and they won't hurt you"), and having to play "duck & cover" for awhile whenever leaving the safety of a room.

BEEEG kisses to your boy Dreamer2

I think the new apt will be at the top of a really high high rise, where beeezzz do not fly!

Scarlet, no BEEE stories but I just wanted to say a quick hello to Dreamer2. We are fellow New Hampshire-ites (sp?). Actually, I was born in CT but live in NH now. Lousy bee story by the way. Yuck.

Hi Puddin!
I noticed you on the Summer thread too! I think there's a few of us lurking in these posts! I love all the New England advice here from the "natives."

I agree with your last statement; I think it's pretty cool myself. I think my husband would take issue with the term "native" as far as I'm concerned though....he's always teasing me that I'm from CT....that "suburb of NY" as he calls it but I know I am a fellow New Englander. Such a wiseguy, my hubby...

Scarlett, we did call the township last week to see if it was against the ordinances. They said that they would look into it, and that the only rule that he knew of was that you had to have over 1 acre to have a chicken!! ~gt; On another note, the astronaut (aka my neighboor) was working with the bees last night and first had to smoke them (I guess to get them to sleep?) Boy does that stuff smell!

kimee,
maybe you should go out there and smoke some of your own stuff and knock those beeezzz out permanently!
Ours came back the next day that was sunny, but not so many nor for so long.
Today is overcast and about to storm so no beeezzz today.
How high can a bee fly?

The smoke is actually the bees' best friend, 'cause they can be handled and removed from harm's way, and then recover at their leasure.

Late one night, before having insulation blown between my walls, three rather wild mountain types rolled into my yard and announced they'd come for the bees.

They applied the smoke and then reached into the hive area and the bees attached to their arms and were gently handled into a large paper box, and taken off and released elsewhere on our land.

We feasted on the honey and talked about the bee sawrm and how the amoke pacified them rather nicely. They established a new hive and our insulators agreed to proceed with the job.

We love bees, and in fits of joy refer to being as happy as the "bees knees."