The Camas Bee Lady is wading into the muck, pulling a log from the mire, hunting for signs of bugs, snakes, frogs or, really, any living critter.
“Normally, you would see beetles here, lots of beetles,” Susan Knilans, also known affectionately as the “Camas Bee Lady,” says as she turns over another log. “But there’s nothing here. That’s not a good sign.”