All a-buzz
Mar. 14th, 2010 04:41 pmSo this morning, sometime between 10:30 and 11, I'm sitting in the living room looking towards the kitchen, which has a big plate glass window. I notice that what I can see of the window through the frame of the kitchen door is filled with bees flying every which way. I jump to my feet and run to the window and sure enough, the front yard is filled with them, swarming everywhere, hundreds and hundreds. They seem to be concentrating on the bougainvillea bush. Slowly, they all sort of "dissolve" into the bougainvillea—in other words, they're filtering in there a bit at a time, taking up residence, presumably because the queen has decided to rest there. Still several dozen flying around the outside of the bougainvillea and in the yard, but that great mass of bees is in there. What's worse is that the bush abuts the roommate's car parked in the driveway and there isn't any way to back that car out without brushing the bush, and in order not to walk into a mass of bees, she's going to have to get in the passenger's side and scoot over.
First, I called L.A. County Vector Control. They're supposed to clear the bees for free.* They took the report, but couldn't get out here before tomorrow. We're both too freaked to wait, so we start calling bee control contractors.** Most have their answering machines on, but I do finally find a live human who answers the phone and agreed to come out between two and four.
Then about 2:30 I hear this strange noise out front: a kind of scraping noise, or like somebody's spraying something, and I think maybe the pest guy showed up and went right to work so again I run to the window. Hundreds and hundreds of bees are streaming back out of the bougainvillea, heading towards the center of the street. They buzz around over the median strip for several moments, move into my neighbor's front yard across the street, then as if on command (following the queen, I imagine) they shoot between two houses, heading west. There are still dozens of bees buzzing around the bush, though, so I decide to have the bee guy come out anyway. We finally get bold enough to go out there and I'm glad he's coming because there's a big, pendulous hive of them attached to the side of the bush—in exactly the place we always brush with the car when backing out. That would have been a fun encounter. Apparently, the swarm had split again and this was what was left. They move about a hundred yards at a time, according to the bee guy, so who knows where they came from?
The bee man got here at four. He said it's the season for them to start splitting up as new queens emerge. He's a busy man these days and took off for another appointment after he finished here. "Don't come out here for at least a couple of hours," he warned. "Bees are going to be coming back looking for the hive and they're going to be angry." There's dozens of them still buzzing around the place where the hive used to be.
*According to bee man, they only work for free if it's on public land. Since the bees were on private property, I'd probably have had to pay, anyway. Fortunately, the contractor wasn't exorbitantly expensive. If it works.
**One creepy side note: one of the people I called and hung up on when I got the answering machine called me back about an hour later. I hadn't left a message, so that means they've got some kind of software that harvested my number before I hung up.
First, I called L.A. County Vector Control. They're supposed to clear the bees for free.* They took the report, but couldn't get out here before tomorrow. We're both too freaked to wait, so we start calling bee control contractors.** Most have their answering machines on, but I do finally find a live human who answers the phone and agreed to come out between two and four.
Then about 2:30 I hear this strange noise out front: a kind of scraping noise, or like somebody's spraying something, and I think maybe the pest guy showed up and went right to work so again I run to the window. Hundreds and hundreds of bees are streaming back out of the bougainvillea, heading towards the center of the street. They buzz around over the median strip for several moments, move into my neighbor's front yard across the street, then as if on command (following the queen, I imagine) they shoot between two houses, heading west. There are still dozens of bees buzzing around the bush, though, so I decide to have the bee guy come out anyway. We finally get bold enough to go out there and I'm glad he's coming because there's a big, pendulous hive of them attached to the side of the bush—in exactly the place we always brush with the car when backing out. That would have been a fun encounter. Apparently, the swarm had split again and this was what was left. They move about a hundred yards at a time, according to the bee guy, so who knows where they came from?
The bee man got here at four. He said it's the season for them to start splitting up as new queens emerge. He's a busy man these days and took off for another appointment after he finished here. "Don't come out here for at least a couple of hours," he warned. "Bees are going to be coming back looking for the hive and they're going to be angry." There's dozens of them still buzzing around the place where the hive used to be.
*According to bee man, they only work for free if it's on public land. Since the bees were on private property, I'd probably have had to pay, anyway. Fortunately, the contractor wasn't exorbitantly expensive. If it works.
**One creepy side note: one of the people I called and hung up on when I got the answering machine called me back about an hour later. I hadn't left a message, so that means they've got some kind of software that harvested my number before I hung up.
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Date: 2010-03-15 12:49 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-03-15 02:32 am (UTC)*shudders*
(and my phone stores all numbers that call me, whether there's talking or not, so it's not super-creepy that they would call you back)
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Date: 2010-03-15 04:50 pm (UTC)And I guess that's somewhat reassuring about the phone. Although I said to the woman, "I don't remember leaving a message," and she laughed and said, "Well, I got the message." It's still kinda creepy.
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Date: 2010-03-15 02:41 am (UTC)I only had one similar experience, and nothing like as bad as that. I was digging in a park flowerbed when my shovel unearthed a hornet's nest. Dropped tools and ran for the truck with alacrity. Went back armed with heavy duty bug killer, backed truck up and got everything ready before I opened the door. Discharged cannister on the nest and fled back to the truck to go work elsewhere. The forman sent two guys to dig out the nest a couple of hours later.
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Date: 2010-03-15 04:52 pm (UTC)Hornets! Bwoogity! You're a brave woman.
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Date: 2010-03-15 11:45 am (UTC)I guess probably not honey bees, as those seem rather rare these days.
Pretty scary to be besieged by angry bees!
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Date: 2010-03-15 04:56 pm (UTC)And, yep, scary—in a primal, god-isn't-nature-awesome kind of way.
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Date: 2010-03-15 06:29 pm (UTC)I felt bad for them, either way.
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Date: 2010-03-15 06:36 pm (UTC)I understand about feeling sorry for them. I like bees, myself.. actually, I've always kind of wished honeybees would come make a hive in my yard, and I've even thought about doing bee keeping. But the more aggressive bees are kind of scary--though they do give honey too.
We had wasps living underneath a trash barrel outside of our back door... fortunately they weren't very aggressive, so we could go in and out without worrying about them. All the same, when the cold weather came, I dug up their nest... I didn't want some kid to get stung. But I felt bad.
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Date: 2010-03-15 06:59 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-03-15 03:24 pm (UTC)I don't think I'd go out there for a couple of *days*.
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Date: 2010-03-16 03:27 am (UTC)My Bee Book research is paying off! To bad you didn't catch them yourself and start your own hive. Baby.
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Date: 2010-03-16 05:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-16 10:14 pm (UTC)for about thirty seconds. Then I'd be done with it and would call the bee guy like you did.
My phone keeps all the numbers, too. It's just a call waiting thing (though my friend in L.A. who called me was simply identified as 'California.')
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Date: 2010-03-16 10:36 pm (UTC)Did you think the Governator was calling you when you got "California"?
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