Sunday 4 September 2011

#6 being a bumblebee in the garden of death

No one ever made it a rule, that is is about the death of a human being. It might as well be about totally other forms of death, as long as it is: in Scotland.
In Scotland's former brightest city, Glasgow, stands the beautiful Botanical Gardens, full of the most amazing flowers, cactae and palm trees. There are rare ghost orchids and a room full of flesh eating plants. On September 3rd 2011, a rather large bumblebee was doing its pollen collecting business just outside of this room.



When our two adventurers innocently went through this door, the bumblebee made a fatal mistake. It followed them. There could be few rooms in the world more dangerous for a pollen collecting flying insect then a room with more then 5000 flesh eating plants from 8 different species. They were waiting for the big fat bumblebee, who went completly amok when smelling the treacherous pheromones coming from the various deadly orifices. The last time we saw the bumblebee it was just about to crawl into a large yellow gorge of one of those lethal beauties. We simply couldn't watch and escaped to a chip shop in the west end to mourn the bumblebee while eating chips with gravy.

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