
I donned my suit.
I held the box with the new queen.
I tried to stay calm despite the buzz bys.
I survived. The old queen - not so much.
(Actually, the new queen was replaced too. She wasn't doing too much.)
Ironically, the same day I went with dad to replace the queen, there was a terrible accident nearby involving a tractor trailer full of beehives. It broke my heart because so many were lost.
I appreciate these little workers. Delicate and so vital to our ecology and agriculture. They need to be protected and cared for and sometimes that requires the dethroning of a Queen and maybe a better truck driver...

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