Bee Walk? What does that mean? I mean, bees don’t walk much. Some say they “march,” as in marching up into the hive. But they don’t really march, either. Rather, they follow, which is interesting, considering they have the option of flying.… Read more
It’s a phrase that brings me back to when my teenage kids would hang for long periods on the open door of the refrigerator
As we approach late summer, I, too, have to ask, “What is there to eat – for the bees?” (And for that matter, what’s to DRINK?… Read more
With this announcement, I have another – the short version is, there is not much there.
No – it’s not another infestation disaster. Simply, I scaled way back on the number and varieties of bulbs I planted (and scaled way UP in the permaculture / food forest plantings).… Read more
…or, Good Grief! Give the Bees a Break!
My 5-year-old grandson gave me a special letter the other day. Inside the envelope was a carefully folded (multiple times) picture he had colored of a rad dude on a motorcycle.… Read more
Round 3 – or is it 4…
It was Mother’s Day. We were headed to our son’s house for a celebratory feast for a room full of mothers. As the matriarch of the group, or at least, the oldest, I had made a kick-A potato salad of grand proportions.… Read more
When we left our last installment, which appeared to be a swarm off the swarm from the little cedar that took to clustering in the loganberries, we found that capturing the bees off a fencepost was not a particularly easy or smooth operation, particularly compared with the first swarm event where we just encouraged them to move into a new hive.… Read more
It’s been a little crazy at the backyard apiary, to say the least.
At the end of our last blogpost, we had a swarm of bees on a small cedar. We provided them options: a swarm “trap” (aka “bait box”) scented with lemongrass oil up in a nearby tree OR an empty hive, complete with the scent of “home” from the previous residents and an indoor supply of sugar syrup to get them started.… Read more
In doing the morning garden rounds yesterday, we noticed the little cedar tree over by the beehives looked a bit odd – and as we got closer, we realized, Holey Moley!… Read more