A couple of weeks ago, we went to my nephew and niece's for a barbecue and some firepit time with the family. It was quite the nice day in Calgary, perhaps a bit cool, but it did seem that summer had arrived.
They have a lovely area to eat outdoors, a shaded area built off their garage, so no one has to be ravaged by the bright sun or other slightly inclement weather. However, it appears that a few bees had decided that this area was just the right place to build a nest.
This was no issue while we were visiting, but after we started eating, a couple of the bees must have decided we appeared quite floral.
My wife, luckily, is not allergic to bee stings. As I am, I had sat as far away from the bees as possible.
Once the bees started coming near, they seemed to highly favour her, buzzing around her face and hair. Naturally, not being a fan of painful stings in the face, she would freeze, close her eyes and make herself as small (and cute) as possible. Luckily, these were the big bumble bees which don't sting, so she was in no danger, it was just a bit frightening.
After about 5 episodes of this where she was the only target, one of the other guests said "It must be that you smell good to them. What shampoo do you use?". At the same time, the latest bee was frolicking about my wife's head.
In a tiny voice, with eyes screwed shut and scrunched down as small as she could be, she replied "Bumble and Bumble....".
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