Crazy, terrifying, psychopathic, dangerous nuisances... and some bees.

I never feared my bees when I kept them (well maybe at the beginning). All of the pictures I still have of working with them do not include me wearing my bee suite. It was always more comfortable not wearing one.

On the other hand, the flying menaces known as HummingBirds left me in terror quite often. Frequently, males fighting one another would play chicken with my face at speeds faster than I could blink; leaving me frozen in shock.

Having a bee sit on my neck drinking my sweat? No problem. The slightest hint of the hum of a HummingBird: I dive for cover and am looking for facial protection.