Plaque 19

HoneyBees

They did not sting, but swarmed in Peace to homes and cells to work in.

Inside the corner of the lean-to summer kitchen lived a colony of honeybees, content to co-exist with social order and invtied guests. For many decades, these reamins of Huber's beehives thirved behind the colored oilcloth on the wall, which sagged as bees built inward toward the warmth. Crying chilren pressed their ears against the shiny colors, to be soothed by steady droning of the bees. 

Destroy not its home nor cell, its queen leave unmolested!