In the middle of the night I heard a bump on the roof.
Bumps don’t usually wake me but this one did.
It was a bump that moved after it bumped.
Bumps that move and scratch can be intriguing.
I looked out the window.
The scratching was loudest above my window and on looking up a large eye was staring into mine.
Both eyes were transfixed.
The eye looked like it was seeing the most curious of things.
It blinked.
There was a buzz.
As it moved away, I thought it blinked, but maybe it was a wink!
Morpethroad 
I would be moving out of the neighbourhood if a bee that large stared me in the eye, don’t know if I’d like to meet up with a saucy bee 🙂
Thank you RM. it is a scary thought I agree.
Very creative! Much more interesting than a squirrel on the roof 🙂
Thanks Jan. I agree a better conversation starter as well.
Something that size would make quite a bump! And an eye that size at the window would be a bit disconcerting! But I guess if it was a wink, it meant you no harm. 🙂
janet
Thanks Janet. Makes you think maybe all things that go bump in the night may not be bad.
In a house, any unusual sound is presumed to be bad until proven otherwise!
Interesting… but a wink can mean so many things. Hopefully it’s friendly but not overly friendly.
Yes Lewis, there could still be some sting in this tale!
You better hope it was a wink. 😉
I’m sure that deep down it had friendly intentions. Thanks for your comment.
A wink!! Haha! But I hear that’s what they do just before they sting you . . .
Great comment Linda, love it. Bees are predicable creatures if you leave them alone and in my story the bee was left alone. Then again who would want to wrestle with a bee that big?
Well I actually did get stun by a bee this summer down at the pool. I was reading a mildewy book (don’t ask) and it just came right up to me, landed on my arm and stung me. I looked it up online and apparently bees HATE the smell of mildew. That will teach me to me to think twice about reading a mildewy book — outside anyway! 😀
Thank you Linda, as always your comments are fun to read. Plus I have learned something new today about mildew and bees.
a wink 😉 lol now that one’s mysterious. wonder what that wink meant. great story 🙂
Thank you KZ, lovely to see you reading my story. One wonders doesn’t one about the wink. I like that it has generated some discussion.
Dear ST,
Happy Summer to all and to all a good night! Bzzzzzzzz. I’d have been hiding under the bed before the thing flew away. Cute story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you Rochelle, for reading my post. I appreciate your comment, I would not have been far behind you.
Yeah I might be renamed Mr. Puddles if I saw that thing staring at me.
Thank you Joe, you are a funny man.
Was there drinking or drugging involved? Were there any UFO sightings that night? Had you been watching 1950’s Japanese sci-fi movies? Fun story! Ron
Thank you Ron. Believe it or not there were….no…sightings that night, that is what is so strange about the story.
Thanks for your link.
It had better be the bee blinked
rather than winked
I think.
But doesn’t the wink set your heart a flutter with greater possibilities. Thank you for your comment. Sadly ’emptyblogwords’ met an untimely end. Thank you for finding me.
Dear Summerstommy,
Twas the night before Christmas and up on the roof….
I like the wink. Good story.
Aloha,
Doug
Thanks Doug, I think the wink opens up some intriguing possibilities.
Avagood one mate.
Try going back to sleep after that encounter!
Thank you for your comment, I agree it would unsettle you.
Truly a close encounter. I’m glad no one got hurt:-)
Thanks for your comment, I’m hoping it had a rather pleasant ending.
An intriguing opening! Sorry, still getting through last week’s stories…