May 1st, 2017: The Bees are in!
I must confess, I’m a little nervous.
Did I do it right? What about the queen? Are they getting enough food?
The six week class was so great. I have a solid foundation (pun pun). But man! There is nothing that compares to actually doing it. Tapping and then pouring thousands of bees just seems like a bad idea.
But it’s not.
In fact, I’m now convinced that we (the royal we) have built up too great of a fear of bees. They are actually quite docile.
Upon hearing that I’m buying bees, my dad chose to get back into it, and the main reason we’re doing it now, is because my daughter asked us to. So here we are, three generations of beekeepers.
My daughter was a total champ. Stuck with us the whole time, and didn’t freak when the bees came out of the package.
Feel free to ask any questions. Consider this the Planet Fitness of beekeeping. No judging. Dumb questions allowed.
I went back in today (one day later) and released the queen. I’m not sure that was the right thing to do. I’ll only find out if it was detrimentally wrong.
I’m using a top hive feeder with about 6 cups of sugar water mixed 1:1. Michael Jordan of a bee friendly company compares raising bees to any animal, if you want them healthy, you have to feed them.
When it warmed up this afternoon there was plenty of activity abound. It saddened me to see the dead bees that the workers brought out and left on the landing board of the hive.
Right now the workers should be building out comb on the foundations I put in there so that the queen can start laying eggs.
For what it’s worth, I purchased almost all my supplies from BetterBee. I shot them a question about the screened bottom board and they got back to me in a day, which, in this day and age, is, unfortunately, great.
The bees knees.