My cousin James started up a bee eradication and rescue service a couple of months ago. He has always been interested in bees and beekeeping, ever since we were kids. I remember when he was a little boy, he would play dress up in a beekeeping suit that his great uncle had given to him. I always thought that was weird, but I never dreamed that when he grew up he would go into business for himself as a bee eradication and rescue service provider. When he started up his business, he was afraid that there wouldn’t be enough business to sustain him and keep him busy, but boy was he wrong. I don’t know if it’s a busy time of year for bees, wasps, yellow jackets, and hornets or what, but James hasn’t had a moment’s peace since he started working two months ago. He says that he is busy day and night, and every morning when he wakes up he has a dozen new messages from people who need local extermination or honey bee rescue. He says that he much prefers doing honey bee rescue than doing any of the bee extermination jobs. I guess he just really loves bees. I wish I could say the same about myself, but I am terrified of wasps and hornets. I probably won’t ever go to work for James, because we just see bees very differently. While he wants to save them all, I would probably rather just rather do exterminations than relocations! I guess he’s doing what he loves, though. I’m glad he grew up to be able to work with bees.