Okay nothing to drool about. It took a bit of courage for me to be near bees. One actually landed on my hair and I quickly swiped it off. Lucky for me, that did not agitate it enough to release pheromones and marked me a target. I have never liked being near bees even though I love honey - absolutely no correlation. When I was in primary school - when Fuzziebrain was a small young boy - I witness a classmate getting stung and crying real badly. That was after another classmate threw a stone at the nest. Boys will be boys, ya?
So you'll never catch me trying this silly stunt. Anyway, we paid $2 each to enter the Dr Bee carnival, so I thought I better make picture sense. This needed a little more courage to walk up close to get a better shot of Dr Bee growing his Bee Beard. Took him quite a while to thicken his beard. He had placed a queen bee in a bottle and attached it round his neck like a necklace. His helper then threw the bees on to his chest, and they gradually coaxed the bees to cluster around the trapped queen. Lots of bees buzzing around me, but I'm glad I got this shot.
Dr Bee closeup! Checkout the flapping wings!
Now for the more interesting part of the day. We spent a few hours at a blueberry farm. 5 of us trawling rows of blueberry shrubs and picking every large bluish fruit and putting them in our plastic bags and pails. And while we picked, we ate.
In all, we collected 11 pounds of blueberry and a small bag of strawberries, which the farm owner gave it to us for free. We paid $1.50 per pound. But it was worth it. Not so much about the fruits, but the time spent with my family.