Gardening and I were never meant to mix. While trimming the bushes along the front walk this morning, a bee flew right up the handle and stung the middle of the fingerprint side of my thumb. There is a noise I make when bees sting me. It is not a noise I make under any other circumstances. It scares me.
Let's just face it, nature and this city boy just will never happen.=30=
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