Hairstyle. Little insect not to be mixed up with a wasp. I’ve never actually seen a beehive. I mean, I’ve seen plenty of beehives on people who don’t suit the look but I would love to see an actual beehive one day. This word isn’t inspiring. It isn’t fun so I shan’t write anything worthwhile on the subject.
She sat in the diner booth all by herself. She had pink lipstick on and a printed dress with little roses on it, and her hair was all done up in the beehive fashion, She looked as if she stepped out of the sixties.
A place where bees swarm, crawl, share and sweat. But also. A place inside my mind, acting like those busy bees making new corridors and rooms in my thoughts and feelings.
sometimes i like to eat honey. but when i do my mmouth gets sticky so i counteract it with vegemite. i wonder if this is an analogt for likfe, u myst counteract the sweet with the bitter, else everything becomes too sickly sweet… im not a fan of sickly sweet, i find a certain element of revolt attached to the situation and it reminds of the colour pink, and childrens, particularly young girls toys, i have no idea with this concept of disgust that is related to my thoughts on girls toys evolved as i never truly interacted with them, maybe it is this fear of the unkown that is the issue, maybe i am subconciously afraid of things that i dont konw and that are different, is this my ‘australian heritage’ showing through? my inability to approve of things not in my iimmediate natural surroundings?
I was 6 years old. The beehive was hanging low from a branch in the side yard. I knew enough not to approach directly, but I didn’t know enough not to screw with it at all. So, from the garage, I got a broken rake handle and tentatively tapped the hive several times. Nothing happened. Emboldened, I hit it harder. Well, I’m sure it wasn’t exactly the way I now remember it, but … a straight line of about 500 bees exited their abode and followed the rake handle straight to my waiting, tender flesh. Ahhhh, the good old days.
Scared to go near it. I can hear the buzzing, and I’m not where near it. Never been stung, and don’t plan on letting it ever happen. I don’t care how sweet the honey is.
The beehive was big, and it was buzzing. i approached it carefully, they started to stare, the stared right at me for what seem to be forever. Only a few moments passed, and that’s when…
a beehive makes honey. we have beehives in the united states. the queen bee lives in a beehive, and so does other bees. i think there is some kind of food that contains beehives. this thing is not letting me post it. beehives are located in the forest. omg i have tried so hard to post this but it wont let me… hurry up…!!!! ok maybe this will work.
A beehive is what bees live in and it is there home and whoever messes with it well they just get stung by a lot of bees. Would you like someone messing with your home and not do anything about it. Thats what i thought.
Buzz buzz. Are sounds that come our minds when we hear or see the word beehive. A beehive is a hanging home for bees in the trees. Millions of bees live in beehives at a time. Buzz buzz
Beehive…If I’m a bee where would i live??? ohhh yeah in a beehive!!!Beehive is where bees lived… without beehive where would bees live???nowhere right?
Just down the road from the farmhouse and strawberry field, a collection of beehives lay nestled into the hidden grove below the blueberry field. This was life on Grandma’s farm.
I’m not sure why, but this reminds me of the movie Avatar (the one with the blue people). Perhaps because all of the planet Pandora’s inhabitants (or at least the one’s we see) live inside this massive tree and all work to serve the royalty. Hmmm….
bees live in beehives. its where they reside. If I lived in a beehive, I wouldnt feel alive. I dont like beehives. They kinda scare me. Beehives are weird and I dont like this thing. times up!
a bunch of compartments all come together and support the bees lifestyle. i don’t like to hit beehives because they eventually take revenge. personally, bees scare me. even
beehives are homes for bees that allow may seem harmful, really help our environment. Bees scare me but remind me of summer and honey. They are almost sweet and sour, helping and hurting us. Bee hives are homes. They are unique and interesting, with many different designs incorporated in them.
they have honey in them.
Bees live in a beehive. They buzz around the beehive and work to produce honey. The queen bee is in charge of the beehive.
Hairstyle. Little insect not to be mixed up with a wasp. I’ve never actually seen a beehive. I mean, I’ve seen plenty of beehives on people who don’t suit the look but I would love to see an actual beehive one day. This word isn’t inspiring. It isn’t fun so I shan’t write anything worthwhile on the subject.
She sat in the diner booth all by herself. She had pink lipstick on and a printed dress with little roses on it, and her hair was all done up in the beehive fashion, She looked as if she stepped out of the sixties.
The beehive was very large. Then I began to run towards it and as I was bees came flying out!
A place where bees swarm, crawl, share and sweat. But also. A place inside my mind, acting like those busy bees making new corridors and rooms in my thoughts and feelings.
sometimes i like to eat honey. but when i do my mmouth gets sticky so i counteract it with vegemite. i wonder if this is an analogt for likfe, u myst counteract the sweet with the bitter, else everything becomes too sickly sweet… im not a fan of sickly sweet, i find a certain element of revolt attached to the situation and it reminds of the colour pink, and childrens, particularly young girls toys, i have no idea with this concept of disgust that is related to my thoughts on girls toys evolved as i never truly interacted with them, maybe it is this fear of the unkown that is the issue, maybe i am subconciously afraid of things that i dont konw and that are different, is this my ‘australian heritage’ showing through? my inability to approve of things not in my iimmediate natural surroundings?
A bee’s home where it makes honey. Sticky seet. this is often a noisy place. I think of the colors yellow and brown.
big hair, 1960’s, Peggy Bundy, poddle shirts, bees, wax, honey, queen be
the beehive made me koo koo when it fell on my head and i was 5?
i got honey from my dad’s beehive and i sold it to my deer run brothers best friend famlie
I was 6 years old. The beehive was hanging low from a branch in the side yard. I knew enough not to approach directly, but I didn’t know enough not to screw with it at all. So, from the garage, I got a broken rake handle and tentatively tapped the hive several times. Nothing happened. Emboldened, I hit it harder. Well, I’m sure it wasn’t exactly the way I now remember it, but … a straight line of about 500 bees exited their abode and followed the rake handle straight to my waiting, tender flesh. Ahhhh, the good old days.
bee
i
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hi
hive
vibe
Chaos buzzing everywhere.
Honey drips here and there.
To the thousand folded eyes.
There is a secret, sweet surprise.
bee’s house
The beehive was big, the beehive was scarey.
I approached it slowly, one foot after the other.
they started at me, and then… THEY ATTACKED
Scared to go near it. I can hear the buzzing, and I’m not where near it. Never been stung, and don’t plan on letting it ever happen. I don’t care how sweet the honey is.
The beehive was big, and it was buzzing. i approached it carefully, they started to stare, the stared right at me for what seem to be forever. Only a few moments passed, and that’s when…
THEY ATTACKED
a beehive makes honey. we have beehives in the united states. the queen bee lives in a beehive, and so does other bees. i think there is some kind of food that contains beehives. this thing is not letting me post it. beehives are located in the forest. omg i have tried so hard to post this but it wont let me… hurry up…!!!! ok maybe this will work.
A beehive is what bees live in and it is there home and whoever messes with it well they just get stung by a lot of bees. Would you like someone messing with your home and not do anything about it. Thats what i thought.
A beehive is where bees make honey.It is also where they live.
beehive,a nasty word.a harmful word.a home,a hurtful home.it is a bee’s hive/home.millions of bees live there in a beehive.
a beehive is a bees nest like the bees are very protective of there beehive.just kidding i tried my best like the beehive is down the road
a beehive is like a place where a bees live at. and beehive is also a place where bees make honey.
Buzz buzz. Are sounds that come our minds when we hear or see the word beehive. A beehive is a hanging home for bees in the trees. Millions of bees live in beehives at a time. Buzz buzz
A beehive is a place where bees live.. Inside the beehive, there is honey that is made by the bees… The beehive is in a honeycomb type figure..
beehive i remember a beehive we used to have one at my old school one kid waswalking to the bathroom and they attacked him he almost died.
the beehive swayed as the child’s rock hit it squarely the child stared wide eyed and then fled
A beehive is where bees live like a house.
Beehive…If I’m a bee where would i live??? ohhh yeah in a beehive!!!Beehive is where bees lived… without beehive where would bees live???nowhere right?
Just down the road from the farmhouse and strawberry field, a collection of beehives lay nestled into the hidden grove below the blueberry field. This was life on Grandma’s farm.
Buzz Buzz is the sound i hear in the summer. They chase, they sting, they conquer. they take over homes and beaches and can ruin a day.
bees
honey
trees
pain
scary
hexagons
sticky
I’m not sure why, but this reminds me of the movie Avatar (the one with the blue people). Perhaps because all of the planet Pandora’s inhabitants (or at least the one’s we see) live inside this massive tree and all work to serve the royalty. Hmmm….
bees live in beehives. its where they reside. If I lived in a beehive, I wouldnt feel alive. I dont like beehives. They kinda scare me. Beehives are weird and I dont like this thing. times up!
a bunch of compartments all come together and support the bees lifestyle. i don’t like to hit beehives because they eventually take revenge. personally, bees scare me. even
yellow, crisp, thin, fragile, black, bees, hornets, wasps, summer
lots of bees, buZZing, stinging, honey, cartoons, trees Jerry Seinfeld, sunny grass, flowers, green, black and yellow.
beehives are homes for bees that allow may seem harmful, really help our environment. Bees scare me but remind me of summer and honey. They are almost sweet and sour, helping and hurting us. Bee hives are homes. They are unique and interesting, with many different designs incorporated in them.
A bee’s home
Life
Where bee’s create honey
Hundreds of bee’s in one hive
different sizes of hives