I walk my dogs on a cranberry bog.
These are bee hives on the bog:
They are brought to the bog to pollinate the cranberry plants.
I've walked by bee hives like this 4,784 times.
I have never been stung.
Until last week.
The bees were wild! Some of them got in my hair, so, of course, I flailed around and one of them stung me.
On the finger.
Other than that, I love those bogs.
Yesterday Ruby and I saw a horse again.
That girl riding the horse was on a cell phone. Sheesh.