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Sunday, May 17, 2015

the bee

This morning a bee got stuck in my hair.  We were walking very early at the park, so early the clouds were still pink.  I heard a buzzing very close to my ear and knew something was wrong.  The bee was freaking out.  But it didn't sting me.

I ended up taking off my shirt, not sure if it was stuck in my shirt.  Ming was there and tried to help.  Luckily no one else was around.

Finally the bee was liberated, and we were relieved.  It was a little too much excitement for that early in the morning.


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