So, I have massive bumblebees. I think they might be carpenter bees, but it’s sort of beside the point. They’re like flying puppies. The Carolina Silverbell is so covered with them that the tree literally hums. The bees are the size of the top joint of your thumb, and about as threatening as a golden retriever. They are fascinating to watch, if for no other reason than the complete aerodynamic mystery of how something so large flies around on those little wings.