Me and the Bee – An Environmental Love Story
“I was pleased. I didn’t know if it was helping, but it wasn’t like I could massage his front legs or give him mouth to mouth — or mouth to – whatever a bee has – and make him well. I was out of ideas.”
“I was pleased. I didn’t know if it was helping, but it wasn’t like I could massage his front legs or give him mouth to mouth — or mouth to – whatever a bee has – and make him well. I was out of ideas.”
“I watch the ants and notice they are chewing on the little white buggers. The ants are all over them like a politician at a free buffet. Possibly, it’s food for their evil queen, Anthilla the Pun.”