Borrowed the neighbors mower to take care of the mess that my yard has become. About 45 minutes into I'm cruising through the front portion and something fast and mad ticks my ear. Yep, bees. I totally jumped off the mower, which died as I left the seat, and ran all the way around to the back of the house trying to avoid a swarm that was hot on my tail. Ended up inside with no stings and two bees attached to my shorts stinging for all they are worth. Peaked out the front window to see where they'd come from and they were my darn honey bees! Guess they don't like the mower. 
Richard.

Richard.
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