BEEKEEPING IN THE NORTHEAST - An account of my beekeeping, not a treatise of expertise, but for friends & family who wish to keep bees vicariously through me, and for the occasional apiarist passer-by.

Friday, May 10, 2019

Rag Tag Gypsies

I was watching my bees. They came as a rag-tag package of Italian gypsies from the state of Georgia’s commercial pollination industry – and now they are here raising the children of a Russian hybrid queen bee. 

Two were trapped between the box screen and a supporting piece of wood. I thought they were smashed, but another bee was running from one to the other feeding them. I pulled the staple releasing each from their plight.

They are all mismatched… some blond, some caramel, some black… mostly young, some old... a few drones looking perplexed and needy.

All from different colonies, having banded together to pull off a three week vigil until the first Russian babies are born on day 21 in their new, cold, snowy home of New Hampshire. 

Never looked at a package of bees that way before… very sweet.

(This is not an endorsement of packaged bees, although I'm learning they have their place in some well thought out management plans, especially in a teaching apiary)