At a recent family gathering, we were all enjoying the peace of our backyard — birds twittering as they visited the feeders and suet cakes, butterflies and bees flitting from flower to flower — until my granddaughter yelped and ran, afraid she would get stung. But she’s only 9, so a knee-jerk reaction is allowed.
Our sons still tease me about a time that I thought some bees buzzing loudly inside the garage sounded angry, so I ran inside, slammed the door shut and locked it. I was a lot older than 9. Tsk-tsk; it was not a good example to set for the kiddos!