What's the story? A bunch of years ago, a swarm of bees settled in around an ill-fitting board on the upstairs apartments' patio. We, and by "we" I mean, not me, called the off-site apartment managers. They said, "It's your problem."
Ok, what do I care? The bees moved in, builded themselves a hive! Surprise!
A year, or maybe two, later, the apartment managers came to the conclusion that it was a bad thing to have a hive. So they hired some guys, under the table, no doubt, to rip out the boards, rip out the honey comb (and there was a TON of it!), and put some new boards up. Apparently, they didn't get all the honey. Whenever it gets hot, the bees come back.
And here we are!
This one has been rotated and gamma fidgeted to un-darken the bees. For your viewing pleasure. Too bad they didn't shoot a little gunk into those voids!
It's like the bottom board/entrance to one of Kelly's bee hives! All the workers scurrying about, looking for someone to sting. Someone allergic. Someone like ME!
Ain't nature wonderful?
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Yikes! What a coincidence. We, meaning John, just got rid of the beginnings of 2 wasps' nests. For some reason one morning, I looked up when exiting our sliding glass door and there they were.
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