feed the bees III

having spent the day lolling around fighting the beginnings of calf and brain atrophy trying to teach myself to crochet
the day perked up when dad came in with a call to save the bees...my forte.
I am hoping I have converted him to the cause. he may still be out there with his reviving teaspoon of honey. I'll have him bandaging wounded badgers before the cull is over.
there were about 15 bees lolling comatose on their sedum with about 4dead at the bottom. not good, not good at all
we're dooooomed......