There’s a bee hive in the Oak near our front door. The bees are good neighbors, coming and going in small numbers and seldom straying into the house. One day a limb is going to come crashing down and we’ll get drenched in honey.
On Thursday, the bees swarmed. I was at work and missed it. Yesterday, they swarmed again.
Here’s what the swarm looked and sounded like at its peak.
Ten minutes later, the swarm was half this size; an hour later it was gone. Today, the hive has returned to its normal routine.