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The hives were filled with their clear honey.
James Hive-Maker had never harvested so early as that year.
The colonies were so crowded that everyday there was a new swarming.
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Bee hovering around a shrub flower. Miniature children huddle up the branches, out of sight behind the leaves, laughing laughing laughing, noone knows why.
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