How did it get there, and how did it die? Those are the two questions for which I need answers.
When I came into work yesterday and turned on the light in one of our studios, I saw this--
A bee had made its way into the room and then passed away. It was a bit sad because, as we all know, bees are an endangered species these days, and everyone that's lost is a small blow to our ecosystem. So in that way it was a tragedy.
It does, however, beg those two questions I mentioned—just how DID the bee get inside the station, and then, after it got in, what killed it?
Who knows...maybe one's tied into the other. Maybe the bee somehow found a crack in the building and snuck in, and then expired because of a lack of food. Or maybe the bee, infected by whatever it is that's killing bees these days, found itself so loopy (at least by bee standards) that it snuck in and expired before finding its way out again.
Either way, it's sad. And interesting, all at the same time.
As a kid, I was (like most kids) afraid of bees. But as an adult, I realize just what a vital part they play in nature. Without pollinators like bees, we would not have as much food (or as good of food) as we have these days. And without bees, one of my favorite foods—bee vomit (or, as normal people call it honey)--would disappear.
We need bees. And to see one die in such a mysterious way was a bit of a shock.
Not to mention really, really sad. Especially with the unanswered questions regarding the circumstances of its passing.
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