A swarm of bees in May
Is worth a pile of hay.
A swarm of bees in June
Is worth a silver spoon.
A swarm of bees in July
Isn't worth a fly.
This swarm of bees arrived in my garden, just by our front door in fact, today, Sunday the 7th July. Whoopee. I spoke to our local bee-keeping lady and she told me that they should be gone in a couple of days or so. Well, I hope so - I don't really need them here when we have guests.
Update: Tuesday morning, they've gone, except for a few lost-looking ones.
Sunday, 7 July 2013
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I hope every single one of them is giving Monsanto the finger.
Choose their moment, don't they...
Haven't heard that one before.
I thought swarms were actually quite valuable if they can be captured?
Apologies for lack of comments recently - struggling with grief for Google Reader
James, I think I heard it at junior school, from a teacher. It's up on the web so I gess it's "legit".
Mark - it depends on the time of year, hence the rhyme.
Helen - well they could have arrived on Friday at the same time as the guests, which would have been worse...
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