Beelining: The Way It used Ja Be...

摘要

It was Springtime and every living creature seemed frantic to celebrate the resurrection season with new life. Birds preened. Squirrels dramatized their mating rituals. Chirps, squeaks and chatters animated the forest. In my Great Smoky Mountains homeland, I had hiked to a hidden place overshadowed by ancient hemlocks, suckled by a spring Her cool waters beckoned me to kiss her surface and quench my thirst.I lay prone touching my lips gently to the water when I heard a distinct buzz, then another. At the water's edge were honey bees. Each drank, rose, made its homing circle and began the "bee-line" flight home. There in the wilderness, surrounded by honeybees, my unconscious kicked in, taking me back to my life prior to World War II. As a boy, I listened to adventures of mountain men who made their living gathering swarms of wild honey bees.