Monday, August 10, 2015

Tickling Bumblebees

That moment when I bumblebee is so intent on the flower's nectar that you can get close enough to touch them.... that is the moment we called "tickling the bees". We could stroke their backs, gently. We have been doing it since Aurora was probably younger than five. Today was one of those calm days where the bees were loud and active. Pollen baskets were full on most of the bees I saw. I found one huge bumbler who was nearly the size of my thumb. I stroked his back gently, being careful not to disturb the massive pollen collection he had.

As I walked back towards the house I realized that we have some very odd traditions in our family. I felt a pang of loss, knowing that next spring, Aurora would be carrying on this tradition on the other side of the country.


  1. we had a tradition of holding still while a big ol bumble bee tried to burrow between your 10-year old lips to get some of that juicy fruit gum. Guess sometimes the bees do the tickling. Tempus fugit young man.

  2. And even though it wanted my gum, it still lived. Took me a while to figure out that I could spit that gum out... but hey, no one said learning came swiftly.