The famous five in fact, love to rummage around around the hives, and jump up on them.That is the back of the hive, but they rummage equally well in the front. They go underneath. I’ve seen one jump up on the bee door closure stick.Meeting behind Pansy building! (My hives are plumb; the camera is tipped)
I’ve thought one would get stung, and that would be over, but no. It’s always just little tribe. They have the place to themselves.
At “dusk” (ok, dark), I got the hive box ready. One super full of drawn comb and fresh foundation, another empty super, and an eke. The whole empty upper box thing is to imitate a spacious swarm box. So they can all crowd up in the ceiling.Then I went to get the nuc box from the woods. Whoa! Quite a few bees on the outside of the box. More than before.They’re so neat. They’re like lined up in stacked rows. And quiet, just a low hum. It was bedtime.
Ok, so my big idea was just to put the box inside the hive, and let them flow out of the box in their own time. I was in no mood for dumping.Only problem, the nuc box is taller than my vacant woodenware is tall. One more super would be perfect, but literally the day before, I’d bumped up Violet another super, (I name my hives- this one will be Pansy, if all goes well) and had only two left. Would be plenty, except for unexpected eventualities.
Therefore, I improvised.One tub, and a hammock repurposed as a gasket, to close up the little gaps (about a quarter inch), because Rubbermaids aren’t Langstroth compatible. Quite close to the right size though.
Then I got to spend a half hour picking bees off myself. They were walking around; I think they’d walked off the box up my arms during the transfer, and were just dopey and confused. On my head, in pockets, on my back. You don’t want to peel off the suit and crush them in the process (sting, sting) or release bees in the house. I’d pluck them off and poke them back in and walk towards my door, dying to be finished and then buhzzz, buhzzz. Another one! Another two, four, eight, twelve. Finally I was clear.
The next day: Uhoh. There’s a breach in the gasket. They’re acting swarmy still, which could mean that they’re still sending out scouts to shop for the next place. Good, though, because it means I have to go in. I wanted to get in and take the nuc box out, and get rid of this stupid Tupperware arrangement, but was reading how I had to keep them locked in, and was conflicted.
Look what’s inside! Walls of bees. They’d vacated the nuc box alright, and I lifted that out, and there were straggling bees all over the it and the hammock. Many of them flew back while I was adjusting- pushing all the bees back off the edge so I could get a lid on them.After the lid was on, in the interest of no bee left behind, I went over each object (hammock, box, tub) one by one, cleaning off the bees and dropping them in the hole in the cover. Lots of them were walking. When almost all of them were in, and the rest airborne (they’ll be fine), I closed up the hole.
They had a completely different vibe today. Instead of the intense, excited potential, it was a much more chill, Sunday morning after the rave vibe. No casualties, no stings, and based just on their mood, I think that means they’ll stay. It could mean that they’re in a content waiting state, but I’m hoping it’s just cool down after the swarm, and soon they’ll go back to work.
Lots of wasps out lurking around, and the bees weren’t mounting their usual vigorous defense. I hardly see wasps now since their colonies seemed to “stop” at the beginning of August, but there were several, different kinds, getting involved today for some reason.
Oh, and Galahad is sitting on the keets! Sitting on them! Adorable.
I took a look at the hive and got a bit of a fright that they were swarming (on foot?). That clump hanging off of the landing ledge…?
But then I looked at the other hive:How similar is that!!? My theory is that it had something to do with the heat and the time of day. In another hour, they were all in the hive for dark.
I was looking forward to going in the hives today, but then there was a sudden (glorious) thunderstorm! Good thing I wasn’t in the hive thing -the catastrophe would be hard to overstate. The storm appeared fast and dropped a quick deluge and a breath of cool air relief, and passed by fast.
The chickens all got dampened, to various degrees. The lightning was still about two km away but the thunder cracked so hard, while I was out feeding the chickens, that the hens all simultaneously started running, flapping, and screaming, but they had nowhere to go to! Very funny. They just reconvened a minute later under the trees and coops when the rain came down.
First bumblebee window rescue of the year. There will be many more. The mosquitoes are back, but they aren’t at plague proportions yet. The blackflies are back, with their horrible parasitic bite, like they are drilling into your skin with their head, which is what it feels like. The ticks are back, but are either just beginning, or my guineas are shielding me from the full horror show. The bittern is gallunking; the peepers are singing. It is almost time for the screen doors, the window screens, and the secondary line of defense- the mosquito bed tent.
But for now, it’s still just cool enough and just not buggy enough, to have doors and windows wide open with the air rolling through, which means bees might bumble through too. The chickens are still fully utilizing the greenhouse.Especially the Silkies. They are quick to learn where they go to bed, though. That’s good.Outside, I have to get a fence around my new garden (old greenhouse site), before the hens clean up all the resident worms. They’ve been assiduously working at it, churning and breaking up my mulch quite nicely, but I want to keep my worms, thank you.
The bees are doing the strangest thing. They are obsessed with the chicken food, groups of them buzzing and crawling over it all day.
The chickens are a little nervous about this, but they eat anyway.
It started as soon as I opened the last bag of chicken food, so the only thing I can guess is that this particular batch has a lot of pollen in it. If there was some weed in the field or one of the grains in flower at harvest time, pollen might have come to be ground into the feed, and the honeybees are scavenging it right out of the chicken trough.
Every day, the bees are in every chicken dish, all day, working. I’ve never seen such a thing before.
The old bees (on their third summer) are not dividing. I added a fifth super in July. It’s not like five full size supers is unheard of, but it’s tall! I thought they were going to split this year, and I’ve had inviting accommodations all set up, should they feel like swarming. They didn’t.
Now they likely aren’t going to, since it’s too late to set up housekeeping and build up honey stores before the winter. So that’s a huge hive. I guess that means they’re happy. They may winter in three supers this year. Next year, they’ll surely split.
It’s tall! I can’t see into the lounge to check on their syrup, I can’t lift the lid, and I can’t see in if I do, without a ladder. And working off a ladder is terribly hard. I had my first taste of it installing the fifth super, and wow, I kind of wish I’d opted for mixing small and full supers. Moving heavy weight very slowly and smoothly to not crush bees, in a bee suit, is quite a workout – I was dripping, and shaking.
Three weeks ago I got a second hive of bees. Yes, late in the year, but they were from my bee guru, and he was confident I could take them through the winter by putting the syrup to them hard.
I brought them home in the night, seatbelted in on the front seat. They were very quiet. I set them in place on the pre-established base of the hive, with the lid right on top of the nuc box.
First thing in the morning, there was a bee walking about, investigating. Later in the day, there were many bees flying around, mostly backwards, getting their bearings (they leave the hive backwards and hover around a bit, getting a visual impression of the hive’s location, before they leave to work), and some already hard at it, carting in pollen.
I transferred them to the super, but because these nuc boxes have slots in the bottom to prevent frames from clanking around, I couldn’t knock the loose bees out into the hive. I had to leave it leaned up against.
The bees inside were all confused, and slowly moved up the box as a group. Where’d everybody go? Gravity just changed direction too.
Since these bees were unexpected and I didn’t have time to make a batch of bee syrup the first day, I opened a jar of wax and honey from last year and set it in the lounge. Just to get them through that night.
The few jars of wax I have are quite solid, with a bit of honey precipitated out on the bottom. I pushed my finger down the side of the wax chunk so they could get at some of the honey, but it wasn’t soft enough to ooze out.
Next day when I went in to give them syrup- WHOA! They cleaned out that jar of wax. In 24 hrs.
In fact, they made quite a mess. Wax flakes everywhere. I took the dry jar out and gave them syrup.
Inside the first beehive, the art studio is still going strong.
They continue to sculpt the chunks of burr comb and wax that I drop in there to their liking, but don’t do anything with it. Just art.
I got my first chance to get into the hive. We´ve had a warm, early spring, so I’ve been feeding them, and anxious for the right warm day to come, so I can give them the third super. They´ve been unwrapped since the end of April, but this is the first time I´m going to the bottom of the hive, and the inner lid is coming off.
Phew, a chance to dump/brush all that scrap straw off the inner cover.
Since I´m going right to the bottom of the hive today, I´m wearing my bee suit. They might get testy before I get done (They didn´t. My bees are so laid-back).
The hive´s doing very well. Saw the queen – she´s so huge. Two queen cells, so they´re up to something, but I don´t think division. They might be replacing her, as there was caped brood but no brood less than a week old. I´m leaving that alone. Still, or already, a few solid frames of honey.
It get´s a bit out of hand with all the frames, and spare supers, etc, planning how I´m going to shuffle and redistribute frames.
I´m also happy to get these original plastic frames that the nuc came with up to the top super, so I can take them out this year.
Mostly my bees have been well behaved, only a little bit of bulging honey frames. A couple of burr combs full of honey that I had to break, and honey dripped all over- that keeps them occupied.
I have woodenware now for another hive. This year I want to get a second nuc, and still be prepared in case hive #1 splits. This will step me up to a different league of beekeeping. A not-yet-serious, but not-quite-casual league. Bees take quite a bit of time and work, more than is immediately apparent, and I´ll notice the difference if I double them.
I was in the apiculture supplier´s retail space, waiting for my order to be gathered up, when the cashier commented to me “That´s so nice, that you still use wood and wax”.
As in, “Isn´t that quaint”.
I was actually startled. I had been marveling at the towers of styrofoam prefab hives, but when she said that, I was hit by how now wood is the exception. That´s why they have to dig it out of the back room. Everything is plastic. Plastic frames, plastic foundation, plastic hive parts now. No assembly, nails, or skill required.
Someone rolled through a minute later inspecting my growing pile of un-assembled woodenware and thoughtfully told his partner that that wood would “probably be nicer, for when you have to burn them”.
Yeah!! On the awful occasion that you have to bonfire hives because of disease, YES, it might be “nicer” to torch wood and wax and wire than 40 pounds of plastic and extruded polystyrene!
This left me thinking:
What is the world coming to?
What about when the plastic runs out?
How awful for the BEES!
If it´s bad for us to drink out of plastic water bottles and live with off-gassing carpet, are the bees supposed to be unaffected in a 100% plastic house, growing from larvae on a plastic bed, living in a plastic box sitting in the sun?
I unwrapped the hive a few days early. Hot weather. By all signs, they wintered well and are thriving.
i ripped the tarpaper off the front, and the styrofoam insulation, and scooped most of the straw out of the bee lounge.
There was a moisture breach and quite a bit of mold on the front corner of the bee lounge (aka eke), but I guess that´s what it´s there for – there doesn´t seem to be water or mold incursion past the inner cover.
The bees are polishing off syrup jars quite rapidly already.
I’ve got my bees at work cleaning up the frames that were centrifuged last year to get the honey out.
Since that whole event was a catastrophe of timing, FAR too late, I held these sticky frames over the winter in Rubbermaids, which worked really well. Now it´s warm I set one out by the hive with the lid off for the cleanup crew.
The bees cleaned out this whole boxful in a couple days, except a couple spots. Licked totally clean, no longer even sticky to touch.
The cleaning job is of an indescribably high quality. The frames go from this:
Pristine. And a boxful in a couple days. They get a snack out of it, too.