There I was, captured by the Blackberry King of Thorns. I could feel his grip on my hat and down the middle of my back. His favorite knights had my sleeves firmly in their grip, when I heard the first buzz. I managed to break away and reached for those luscious black giants. Another buzz. Distracted by the lovelies within my sight, I ignored the sounds.
Suddenly I was in the middle of a swarm of angry bees, (maybe wasps, who had time to check) as I beat my way out of the thicket. It's amazing how fast you can move with the right motivation!
Tomorrow, I think I'll stay home and quilt.