Golden Pollen

I’ve spent hours with my bees these past weeks, watching them build comb, bring in pollen and nectar. I sit right at their front doors as they zoom in and out. They’re completely calm when I’m around. About a half hour ago while I was standing off to the side watching, one little bee lifted up from the entrance, landed on my bandaged hand an inch and a half below where the stitches are and calmly stung me. Earlier this morning I told the bees if I needed a sting to help my hand heal better, that was okay with me. Seems it was. I left the stinger in the full 30 seconds so all the venom gets in and stimulates my immune system. Love these little girls.