T.G.I. Flyday here today. All my hives are alive, and many, many bees were out flying today in the warmth.
I got to feed them, and replace some straw in the top of their hives; I was happy to find that the wet mouldy straw was only around the top and outside edge – where it was nearest the roof and corners. Nested around the bottle of syrup and the opening in the center the straw was dry and golden, bees dry.Bees were everywhere, all over the paths, in the chicken bucket, and all over.
The guineas were unperturbed, scritching around right in the middle of the hive while the bees were thick in the air. They don’t care. This is the first time we’ve had guineas that come and hang out at the house (thanks to Galahad raising them), which is great, because this is where they need to do their tick-eating thing. That’s what I hired them for.