Thursday, May 29, 2008
A Bee Story
We have a shed behind our house that's so large we call it "The Barn." It has a porch and everything. The other night we were sitting there and heard the loudest buzzing we'd ever heard before. We looked around and there was this HUGE bee buzzing around the edge of the porch roof. After awhile he settled down and we kind of ignored him.
Then we heard chewing. Yes, CHEWING. The bee was eating the cedar! I've heard of carpenter bees before, but this one must have been the mother of all carpenters. I swear it was wearing a tool belt. Jerry being a man and all, instead of the wasp and hornet spray, he got a long piece of 1 x 2 and chased the bee away. There wasn't much damage.
Then last evening, I happened to look up at the same spot and the little sucker must have come back because now there are quarter to half inch holes eaten all the way through the cedar plank.
I had a lot of errands to run today, but when I came home after lunch I took a look to see if the bugger had come back. Sure enough, it was up there munching away. Being a Woman To Be Reckoned With, I went straight for the wasp and hornet spray.
It landed on the concrete with a satisfying thunk. Ha. Taught that bee a lesson.
Josh thinks we should hang it up and display it like they did with Blackbeard. Think it might discourage any others from dining on our barn?