the grapes of wrath

I may have discovered why my home has become the Valhivela. I apparently poison bees and they die.

While outside this morning, I noticed that they were swarming all over the grapevines my neighbor has growing on my back fence. Lots and lots and lots o' bees. For the amount of bees there, you would think I would get decent grapes at the end of the season. But if it's like last year, I'll just have lots of these little purple balls. Poisonous, little purple balls.