…but we repeat to them loudly the great teaching of Darwin: “The life of man would be made extremely difficult if the bee disappeared.”

~French journal “Les Abeilles & Les Fruits” in 1906, translated by Ray Girvan

I am still formulating this idea in the dark recesses of my brain, while writing other projects. The idea springs from the awful reality of unexplained bee colony collapse, and rampant use of pesticides that are killing our bees.

Can you imagine a world gripped by famine, where one last, vast farm and its carefully cultivated and protected beehives are all that stand between what is left of humanity and The End? And who is it that watches over the bees, desperate to save them, and the rest of the world, from extinction?

The last beekeeper, of course.