Author Archives: Scott Bowles

Buzzin’ Around Your Hive


Actually, they’re called Guard Bees. They hang at the hive to protect the Queen, often fighting wasps and other colony invaders to the death. And yes, bees can get drunk — usually from fermented nectar or overripe, fermenting fruit. And when they do, the hive doesn’t take kindly to it. Drunk bees:

  • Lindi Fly erratically or crash into things.
  • Forget directions back to the hive.
  • Struggle to do waggle dances properly.

That’s where the guard bees come in. If a forager shows up drunk, smelling like alcohol or acting weird, the guard bees won’t let them in. Some studies even show guards will bite, wrestle, or drag intoxicated bees away from the entrance. No data was available on their ability to spot fake IDs.

Cumulus

Cumulus

The sky forgets its name
and folds into itself,
a silence made of wool.

No drama of rain,
no brilliance of light—
only moments between intentions.

The trees hold still
as if waiting for a verdict.

Somewhere, a bird sings
a note that doesn’t echo.

You walk through it,
parting the gray
like a dreamer waking slowly—
not for anything urgent,
but because morning is here.

Even shadows seem thoughtful,
less certain where to fall.

The world
wears a soft indecision,
and you—
you match it.

Is there a certain kind of clarity
in the blur?
A truth
best whispered
without name?

Cloudy days do not answer.
They let you ask.