The Battle of the Bees

At 6:30 AM my bees were at war. I could hear the buzz of battle through the closed windows of my porch, about 15 feet away from the hives.I went out onto the porch to find the bees engaged in the heat of battle.

Clumps of bees struggled until they wrestled a bee to the ground (in this case, my deck). The casualities of war lay on the deck below the hive stand.

I went onto the Beemaster forum: robbing was the thought expressed. The bees were robbing the hives. Since both hives were being robbed this morning, I was at first concerned that outsider bees were doing this. Then as the day went on and the robbing of Destin stopped, I realized that the Destin bees were now robbing the Bermuda hive and killing was happening everywhere.