I was stung twice on the neck by bees
when I was weeding a bean creeper under a jackfruit tree. I looked up and saw a
beehive on one of the branches of the tree. Fortunately, I was not attacked by
the swarm of the insects. A few of them just bombinated and buzzed around my
head while the rest remained hanging on the hive.
The following day, I started pollarding that tree. I chopped off a few branches but making sure that the one with the hive hanging on it was left untouched. I kept a distance from that branch, too, for fear of being attacked should the bees be agitated by my pruning of the tree.
I decided to let the bees continue having that hive on the tree. I was not going to either kill them by spraying insecticide on them or to smoke them away.
My touch of ahimsa - the principle of non-injury to living things - was rewarded with a comb of honey after the bees flew away of their own accord a few days later. They must have found their hive uninhabitable due to the brightness of the sun after the cutting away of the branches of the tree.
ltbs
The behaviour of men to the lower animals, and their behaviour to each other, bear a constant relationship.
Herbert Spencer
The following day, I started pollarding that tree. I chopped off a few branches but making sure that the one with the hive hanging on it was left untouched. I kept a distance from that branch, too, for fear of being attacked should the bees be agitated by my pruning of the tree.
I decided to let the bees continue having that hive on the tree. I was not going to either kill them by spraying insecticide on them or to smoke them away.
My touch of ahimsa - the principle of non-injury to living things - was rewarded with a comb of honey after the bees flew away of their own accord a few days later. They must have found their hive uninhabitable due to the brightness of the sun after the cutting away of the branches of the tree.
ltbs
The behaviour of men to the lower animals, and their behaviour to each other, bear a constant relationship.
Herbert Spencer
