Bees in the kitchen, bees in the windows: an unfortunate side effect of having no screens but wanting to keep open doors. I don't like bees, and I'd hoped to avoid over-reactions in front of Zoralee when they come buzzing at my head. It appears that she has caught the bee-fear fever, much to both Jason's and my dismay. When I saw this clip over at Matt's blog, I thought it deserved a re-post, as Zoralee and I try to embrace that buzzy and fuzzy source of both honey and stings.
For the actual classical version, here's a nice short video by a Croatian pianist in punk rocker clothes. Cheers for randomness.
