My dad got stung by a (huge male father) bee yesterday. Well, he wasn't actually at fault...BUT he did annoy the bees above him with the frictional irritating sound of sharpening the knife.. and he paid the price. The story: At the first visit, dad drove the bee away as it was circling his head. The second visit, it was determined to stay, and it landed with...
An injection on his head. On the skull. Gosh.
So.. notice the picture above? The white thing inside the hive...? It's larva. A big one. Here's a more detailed picture, on what's inside the hive.
(This was taken out after the bees flew off and left the hive and 'babies' inside, for some particular reason.)
And this one below... is what's inside the hexagon honey thing. And that thing which looked like a shell, is the fragile, one-mm-thick hive wall. Order of arrangement: right to left - small egg to adult bee. Imagine how many bees will be born if it had not stung my dad. 
A new hive. Under the mango tree.
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