Twenty years ago I wouldn't have believed you if you told me that one Saturday morning I'd be standing in a clearing amid trees near my house in Arkansas, wearing my pajamas and watching thousands of bees swarming.
I took some pictures of the swarm. The bees were moving so fast that they became golden blurs in the photos:
In this one (below), you can see the swarm hanging from a branch on the mid-right. It was too high in the tree for us to reach, so these bees are now on their own....