Jason was at his wits' end. The insect repellents he had tried didn't repel honeybees, so he had resorted to squirting them with alcohol. (He uses that to install vinyl.) He worked a little, swatted a little, and squirted a little. He was as busy as a bee, so to speak. He looked at us forlornly and pleaded, "Can't you do something?"
We went to Lowes and looked at the flying insect killers, but there weren't any for bees. We figured that, since the insect repellent didn't repel bees, the insect killer probably wouldn't kill them. We decided on a bee trap, and it worked. Jason's happy - and productive - again!
George calls it "Bunching Bees." I never heard that term, but every day I find out how much I haven't heard of!
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