Landwirtschaft - Der FOCUS widmet den Bienen ein eigenes Titelthema ( "Unsere Bienen - vom Aussterben bedroht). In vier Artikeln geht es um die Bedeutung der Bienen als Bestäuber in der Landwirtschaft. Aber auch um Imkern in der Stadt, was immer beliebter wird. Die Online-Plattform "near bees" wird vorgestellt, hier findet man seinen nächstgelegenen Stadtimker und dessen Produkte. Der Berliner Bienenforscher Randolf Menzel erläutert im Interview, wie Bienen sich orientieren, warum sie sogar zählen können und wieso sie in der Lage sind, Entscheidungen zu treffen.

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