A tale of two neighbors

Beekeeper vs neighbor stories abound, but this is the best yet. It was sent in by “John” attached to the post “Thy neighbors’ bees.” I’m presenting it here because it’s too funny to be buried in the comments section.

I have one better.

I queried my neighbors about starting a hive. Most were receptive, except for one. This particular neighbor has always had issues with everyone in the neighborhood. They are the type of neighbors that have a dozen dogs that bark all day and all night, but expect the other neighbors to cut them slack. When the shoe is on the other foot, they are the exact opposite of what they demand from others.

In any case, the city approved my beehive request. So, I strategically placed my hive behind a 7′ screen. . . . As you might expect, the complaints to the city skyrocketed. Bee stings in the immediate area went up 10-fold over previous years. The noise was unbearable. We even had complaints of bears in the neighborhood. All of this caused by the bees. The city hauled me to court. The complaining neighbors showed page after page after page of medical bills from bee stings, paint damage to their cars (?!?), even the vet bill for a dog that was stung to death by my bees.

The case was closed when I simply told the court that I had not yet populated the hive.

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Michelle
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No way!! That is brilliant. LOVE that. Rusty knows I’ve had my own trials and tribulations about bees and neighbors. But she doesn’t know that said neighbors felt so hated after the ordeal they moved off the mountain and far, far away last week! We have lovely new neighbors very savvy about nature and our environment. :)

Andy Brown
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Great story. Long before I kept bees I was a neighbor to bees. We used to live in the hills above San Diego, and in the agricultural off-season a man kept hives down in the canyon below. All the bees ever did was come sip at the drip lines in our orchard, so I never really understood why every summer he’d present us with a small case of honey and an earnest thank you for tolerating them. But I’ve certainly made sure my next door neighbors (whose water garden serves as my own bees’ oasis) always get some jars of honey and an earnest thank you for tolerating them.

Rusty
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Andy,

Also a great story.

Anna
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Wow, wow, WOW.

Lois
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In the city in which I live, every neighbor within 150′ of the property line must give written permission before you can apply for a hive permit. Unfortunately, I have a neighbor like the one in the story. I just wonder why the city doesn’t also give everyone else on the block the right to veto her owning a gun — a little more deadly than a hive, and yet . . .

John
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Loved the story!

Darwin
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That’s too good! Thanks for sharing!

Merryn
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This is a great story and I think rings a bell with all of us. Tolerance is the key to happy neighbourhood living. When we put in a hive last Spring I was anxious to provide plenty of watering spots, that is, ponds to deter them from drinking at the neighbour across the road’s pool. They thankfully drink continually from several buckets grouped together in our yard … but this nieghbour has late parties at times, at the front of their house. Thoughtfulness is sometimes a one way street!

Rusty
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Merryn,

I agree. There are many who have never tried to view the world from another person’s perspective.

Stung from Behind
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Why do you people raise these bugs?

Some of you may have 20 acres to place your bees, that’s great.

We live in a urban area with lots of 120×65′. I have a property owner behind me that has his hives 20 ft from my back door of my house. I had to drain my fountains, cut all my roses & flowers back and stop using my own backyard. My cat has been stung and I have at least 12 stings now and counting.

Most of you keepers are responsible but this one makes you all seem like idiots. He lives at [address deleted].

Rusty
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Dear Stung,

We raise these bugs so cranks like you can eat, grow big, and reproduce.

Monica
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Mistress Mary quite contrary how does your garden grow?

Beecause of our damned ol bugs!

I believe that ignorance is a choice.
But an open mind leads to an open heart.

It’s funny how many hornet’s nests can live up in the eves of one’s house and oddly no one is stung or bothered much – but as soon as a honeybee hive is in a neighborhood – all hell has broke loose.

Rusty
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Yes, I agree.

suz
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My own hive is about 12 feet from my own back door and my bees never sting me, my children, or the dogs we babysit. It doesn’t make sense that they would be such a problem. Could it be a bad hive?

Bob D.
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I doubt that many of the stings are from honey bees. More likely yellowjackets; they will sting you just for walking near them. Honey bees only protect the hive. I have two hives and I only get stung when I pinch a bee while turning a frame, etc. I stand right next to the front of the hive watching them -come/and/go- with no problems.

I believe some people just let their fears guide them, instead of learning.

Great site Rusty!

Art Santore
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What one sees as a problem another reap from the problem. Those who know the taste of raw honey love my bees. Those who complain never see a bottle. But slowly they will come around and love honey to and the bees that work so hard to produce it. More flowers, more fruit, more vegetables, more mead and more friends of bees.

Tammy
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Brilliant response to the crank. Perspective is so important. I really appreciate your stories. Thank you for sharing.

Doug
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I started keeping bees a couple of years ago. All of my neighbors know I have bees and none seem to care. One of my neighbors, who we get along with quite well, came over while I was out in the yard to let me know that my bees were using his bird bath as a water source. I was quick to ask how he knew they were my bees and point out that none of my bees were wearing collars with name tag. He laughed and retorted that while that is true, my bees are the closest ones to his house, so he assumed they were mine.

I explained that bees were not like dogs and you can’t train them to only drink out of one bowl. I explained that I have water sources out in my bee yard, but I guess those bee’s find your water more to their liking and there wasn’t a lot I could do to change their mind. I told him that if it concerned him that much he can feel free to swat them, although I could not be held responsible for what happens if he missed, as they are after all just bugs. We parted ways with a chuckle. Later that year, I showed up on his doorstep. He greeted me and asked what I needed. As I handed over a large jar of honey, I simply stated I was there to pay my water bill.

Rusty
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Great story and a good line to remember!

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