06/10/2026
This morning I rolled up on a Craig Myrtle and found a swarm that was…
well…
let’s just say Mother Nature was feeling real confident about her design choices.
Picture a big, buzzing, enthusiastically ph***ic cluster of bees hanging off that branch like it was trying to make eye contact with the whole neighborhood.
I just stood there like:
“Sir… this is a family tree.”
The bees were calm, cooperative, and apparently very proud of themselves.
I boxed them up, gave the tree its dignity back, and carried on with my day.
Busy Bee Apiary:
Saving Oklahoma one swarm at a time — even the ones that probably need to be censored.