Talk about give a person the willies, I am sure glad we don't have to deal with killer bees around here. The little girl had them in her nose, her tongue, and in her eyelids (shiver).
I could not bear the bees should come, Emily Dickinson
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Nearly a year had gone by without anyone entering this one (storage) bedroom. Then, one day, in the middle of summer, my friends decided it was time to deal with the storage mess and get things where they needed to be. Upon entering the room they could hear a humming/buzzing noise; perhaps a few bees, they thought. After moving a few things around in the room in an attempt to locate the humming noise, it appeared to be coming from what was one of the outside walls in the room. One of my friends (Rick) decided to put his ear against the wall to confirm this is where the noise was coming from. In an instant it was no longer a mystery where the noise was coming from. There were so many bees in the wall (well over a hundred) that the wall started to collapse from just the weight Rick's ear.
Both of my friends say they have never moved so quick in thier lives as quickly as they exited that room. By the time the exterminator arrived, that bedroom was full of bees.