I had a call from two elderly ladies, way across the county. They said they had a huge swarm of bees in their poplar tree. I couldn't find one of our club guys anywhere close, so I went. WHen I arrived, I saw no swarm, but a poplar tree oozing nectar and wrapped up with bees, flies, wasps, and anything else with wings and six legs. I spent a bout 10 minutes explaining to them why theri plants at the base of the tree had turned black(mildew from the dripping nectar) and the nature of bees and wasps. No good deed goes unpunished....
Banjos and bees... how sweet it is!
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