Oh my goodness, did you guys hear about the bees that took over Little Italy yesterday?? Apparently, thousands of bees decided to meet up at lunchtime in front of the Italian American Museum on the corner of Mulberry and Grand. They swarmed a mailbox, completely covering its side. This leads me to ponder two questions:
1. Are these flash-mob bees the insect contingent of Improv Everywhere?
2. What sort of sweet notes would a bee mail to his honey?
It also reminds me that I still haven’t told you about Bowery Bees. On Sunday, May 8, my photojournalist friend Annie Ling and I went to the Festival of New Ideas for the New City, an incredibly thought-provoking art initiative that brought artists and thinkers together to explore ideas that could shape a new New York. One of the collaborations was between Anarchy Apiaries, a Hudson Valley apiary run by beekeeper-artist Sam Comfort, and the Bowery Poetry Club, a performing-arts venue founded and run by poet Bob Holman.
After a brief talk on bees, we climbed up to the rooftop of the Bowery Poetry Club for the unveiling of the apiary. Sam had brought the bees down from Germantown that morning and set up hives so that Bob could start the rooftop apiary Bowery Bees. Standing amidst the skyscrapers of Manhattan’s East Village, we witnessed the queen bee do her dance.
Even though I was afraid of getting stung, I have to admit it was rather spectacular. My parents have a large garden in Greece, where they gather olives to make their own olive oil, and I tried to convince my dad he should set up some beehives. Bee myths play heavily into Greek mythology and Greek literature. Bee emblems appear in ancient ruins on the Greek islands of Crete and Rhodes.
Bowery Bees honey can be bought at the Bowery Poetry Club, located at 308 Bowery, between Houston and Bleecker.
How do you like the antenna?
Stephanie Nikolopoulos 
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ The Bee man is cute!!!!!