Always Put A Spoon Of Sugar In Your Backyard Before Leaving The House. Here’s Why

Some of us don’t care for bees because they think they only annoy us. However, in reality, these insects are gradually dying out of existence.

They are critical as these little insects are responsible for feeding 90 percent of the world’s population. Reportedly, we will have a major disaster on our hands on the off chance that we expel them from the ecosystem.

You don’t have to be a tree nut to respect the environment. There is some amazingly simple stuff we can do to help the planet.

A single person can’t do everything, but all of us together can help. And we all have a responsibility to do something to preserve the beautiful world we live in, for our future generations.

Zoologist and author Sir David Attenborough has battled for animals, the environment, and nature for as long as he can remember.

Attenborough, who is perhaps best known as a television presenter, has a vital message which everyone ought to hear.

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He said on Facebook:

“If bees were to disappear from the face of the earth, humans would have just 4 years left to live”

David Attenborough is not the first person to give this grave warning to us, but his post is a real reminder that it is a real issue and we all should take it very seriously.

They may be little, but bees have a huge task — close to 33% of the sustenance we get was pollinated by bees.

David Attenborough writes:

“In the last 5 years, the bee population has dropped by 1/3”

The situation is not hopeless at all though, one thing we can all do, an idea growing like wildfire…

David Attenborough gives us a simple little tip that every one of us should try: Mix some sugar and water in a spoon and then leave it in your backyard. It really could help save your life!

David Attenborough writes:

“This time of year bees can often look like they are dying or dead, however, they’re far from it. Bees can become tired and they simply don’t have enough energy to return to the hive, which can often result in being swept away.”

“If you find a tired bee in your home, a simple solution of sugar and water will help revive an exhausted bee.“

“Simply mix two tablespoons of white, granulated sugar with one tablespoon of water and place on a spoon for the bee to reach. You can also help by sharing this post to raise awareness.”

Here’s yet another way that will help bees and mankind thrive: plant flowers on your balcony maybe even let wildflowers take over a corner of your backyard. Your local bees will really love it!

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