Would you believe that  bees had infested our sleeping quarters?

We tried to smoke them out, coax them out, find the queen among the 1000s, but finally gave up and moved “their” wallboard out of the room. Jaron stung once; his fault he claimed. Amazingly the bees flew all around us, but the hot sun must have made them too lazy to sting. Missionary survivor action or dirty jobs for God.

We did find some coaches for our next bee extraction…

Zak is even equipped with his epinephrine?shot–actually moms, we ask Zak to stay back. Bees are gone.