In the real life can be strange too department…
We’ve recently been helping my mother-in-law clean up her cluttered yard and garage. She offered to let us take about 3/4 of a cord of firewood she had purchased for her small outdoor fireplace, and we can use the wood up at our cabin. While loading it from the side of the house, we kept dodging these huge hovering black bumblebees who seemed disturbed abut movement of the wood pile.
There did not seem to be any nests buried in there, but 3 or 4 of them just kept hovering a bit too close for comfort. We drove the wood about 25 miles to store at our house until our next trip, and were sure we had left those bees behind in Chandler.
So imagine our surprise when yesterday we noticed two very familiar looking bees hovering over the wood pile stored in our car port, and while we have plenty of insects around here, I can say I had never seen two of these fat bees before.
Now I am convinced the same bees somehow tracked and followed us. My better half, who is often more correct than I in practical matters, thinks this is silly and that they are either un-related, or maybe had come along from a spot tucked inside one of the logs.
I like the Call of the Wild notion that animals have instincts and capabilities to travel and locate, like the journeys of the Monarch Butterflies, the migration of hummingbirds, salmon going upstream to spawn, etc.
The confirmation will be this weekend, when the wood drives 90 miles north to the pine forest… how long will it take these bees to find us?
To be continued….