From the bees point of view, this is something that's certainly true; the greatest pest is pesticide. Wherein poisoned nectar can reside, in stamens upon which they settle; from neonicotinoids sprayed to kill a stinging nettle; or a so called troublesome weed, in hope that the farmer can succeed to create a better crop. Too late for the bee to stop, to fly, to drop the poisoned pollen. Great misfortune wings her way, brings death into their nest, each bee a victim of the human pest. A solemn, sad demise, for the golden insect of the skies.