The Last Windrow: No fan of bees
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! (Expletives deleted to protect the innocent!)
That was my reaction last week as I was crawling through my electrified garden fence. No, I did not touch the wire. I was stung by two bald face hornets in the fat part of my hand between my thumb and first finger.
The bees lingered there, implanting me with their venom while I slapped them into their eternal home.
But, they left their mark and it took a week for the swelling to recede.