This weekend we hopped out to the bees and ‘unwinterized’ and fed the girls. Ole, Lena, Thor, Lars, & Lili Von Shtupp all had live bees, tho Thor is on the slim side. All the hives had put a good dent into the patties I fed a few weeks ago. And, today we filled the feeders with 1:1 syrup as it is warm enough during the day for the bees to fly, but there is no pollen nor nectar for them to hunt up and bring back to the colony.
Busy bees.
So, the insulation came off and was hauled back to town.
It’s the adult version of pick-up-sticks, but with insulation and boxes.
Murphy’s Law rides again … at the very end of chore time, and minute after I took off my gear, an angry bee decided that my cheek was an excellent place to plant her stinger. Ug. She barely got me so no shot, just see if I can grit my way through it. Did Mark get stung? Of course not – his gear was also off, yet he escaped yet again.
And now for something completely different. Saw great beaver damage not too far away from our bee yard. Aren’t beavers amazing creatures?
CAUTION: Beavers at work. (Are they on coffee break right now?)
Check out the size of just one beaver chip. Amazing!
Amazing lumberjack skills. They know exactly where they want that tree to fall, and they pull it off flawlessly.
Idiots Keeping Bees 