Mud nests


I told my parents last week that it looked like my fella and I would soon be parting ways.

Mom gave me a hug, told me she loved and trusted me, and that she knew I was strong and loving and that whatever decision I made it would be the right one for me.

Dad came upstairs to my living room and sat down on my couch.

Sceliphron caementarium (Mud Dauber)

Dad: I wanted to talk to you.

Me: Okay.

Dad: About bees.

Me: O…kay…

Dad: You want to be careful with bees. Don’t let them get too close to you, because they will sting you. And then they will build a mud nest on your house.

Me: Got it.

Dad: And birds?

Me: Yeah?

Dad: Birds eat bees.

Me: Great!

Dad: I’m glad we had this talk.

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