Honey Bees

‘Someone’ had a Bee in his bonet.

‘Someone’ (My Loving Spouse) had been talking on and off for some time about getting bees. As I am allergic, he knew this would not be a ‘group’ effort. Then he met a few bee guys (Dave and Hugh) at church. Almost instantly 50% of all words coming out of his mouth started with, “Hugh Says”. 95% of all videos watched had bee keepers in them. 75% of discussions were about bees. Being a good wife, I listened to it all! I did have to draw the line that he was not allowed to wake me up at night to talk about bees. (If you think this clear boundary wasn’t necessary, then you’ve never met My Loving Spouse.)

Bee keeping equipment started showing up.

Then the day came. He took off early one Saturday morning to pick up his Nuc (nucleus) containing approximately 1600 new friends.

Hugh Says was there to help him get everything set up.

I was there from a distance to watch everything unfold.

Hugh Says picks up one of the frames showing My Loving Spouse how to make the transfer. Everything is done slowly. Hugh Says, says that the ‘nuc’ is quite calm.

My Loving Spouse transfers the second frame after spying the Queen.

Can you see her? Nah, me neither, but there she is with all of her papparazzi.

I’m told if they come toward me, do not swat them, just walk away slowly. (Check, got it). I did feel one fly into and bounce off the hood of my jacket, but that was all. No one got stung….this day.

The bees quickly become orientated and start returning with pollen. Apparently all the dandelions in our fields are now a ‘good’ thing.

‘Someone’ has one more activity to daily farm life. It is called Bee watching….

or checking on ‘his’ girls.

Life is sweet like honey (to be) and we are blessed.