This has to be the most amusing beekeeping story to come out of Brooklyn in at least a few weeks: A beekeeper in the gentrifying Red Hook neighborhood finds her bees returning from their foraging with strange red markings. She hunts for a source and finds her way to a Maraschino cherry factory. Mystery, whimsy, and a musing about cultural divides ensue. Susan Dominus reports for The New York Times: Of course, it was the foragers -- the adventurers, the wild waggle dancers, the social networkers incessantly buzzing about their business -- who were showing up with mysterious stripes of …
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