A real whizz in house hunting biz

HOUSE-HUNTING is off most people’s agenda right now; perhaps I shouldn’t mention so painful a topic.

Honeybees, however, pay no heed to recessions. In late spring or early summer an old queen discovers that a young pretender, one of her daughters, has designs on the throne.

The monarch leaves the hive, taking up to 15,000 loyal supporters, about half the colony, with her. They settle temporarily on the branch of a tree, while they scan the property pages.