Bumblebee story

It amazes me how many very bright people are really in the dark about vegetable, insect and animal life. Now I don't claim to be an expert by any means but I can recognize a bumblebee. Large, rather fuzzy, smaller wings, sounds like a giant bomber airplane. My neighbor Justin who is a bachelor, a librarian, and has lived in this town his whole life motions to a bumblebee and says... "Wow, your bees are really getting huge, I mean look at the size of this one." Maybe he was referring to the bees in my yard I thought? But no, I said "that's not one of my bees, that's a bumblebee." A puzzled look appears on his face and he say's "really?"

I did show him what one of the honeybee's look like and I explained that bumblebees are wild native bees. Really honeybees are wild too, a bee keeper just has them on the property. I could no longer tell a bee what to do than tell a dandelion not be yellow. I understand that we can't know what we haven't been taught, but at the same time it really does sadden me that a 30 something man who's lived in this town his whole life doesn't recognize a bumblebee.

All humans used to have an agrarian origin, it's time we bring that back. I was in no way picking on Justin, or think he is stupid because he couldn't recognize a bumbler. It just kinda felt like a lead weight was dropped into my stomach when he said that. We have a long way to return to our roots some more than others.

Just incase you needed a refresher: the bumblebee is the big B-52 bomber in front.

Image from here.