Grocery shopping has taken on a new meaning in the pandemic. Grocery shopping is my favorite of all the household chores. I love the orderliness of a grocery store, the bright lighting, and the products from around the world. I like trying to find the subtle Jedi mind tricks that the grocery store uses to get me to buy more. Grocery shopping has become a more harrowing and utilitarian chore since the pandemic. I no longer linger in the aisles. I get in and out like a commando hoping that I haven’t contracted a deadly virus along the way. Our local bee club hosted a virtual club meeting this month with the Kentucky State Apiarist, Dr. Tammy Horn Potter. She educated us on honey bee nutrition and discussed what forager bees have on their “grocery list.” In this post, I will share with you some of Dr. Potter’s facts, which blew my mind. Her talk resonated with me since I like both bees and grocery stores. Continue reading
This spring started out full of promise. We had gentle warm days and mild, cool evenings. The spring flowers were magnificent and provided a much needed mental boost to all of us stuck in quarantine. The bees were doing well too packing in honey and increasing their numbers. Just when everything was going great, the weather gave us a sucker punch. Did Mother Nature tell spring to go home and shelter in place? I am slowly learning not to expect much of 2020. If I were going to give 2020 a theme song, it would be “Hard Candy Christmas.” If 2020 had a slogan, it would be “You get what you get and don’t throw a fit.”
I hope everyone is healthy and staying safe. A normal spring brings a flury of happy activities such as working the bees, tending to my perennials, and planning an annual garden. This year is different. Gardening in a pandemic feels more like a job than a hobby. Continue reading
My prayer is that all who read this post are well. My blog has been inactive for almost two months. I couldn’t write. There was just too much sadness. With all the grief and loss in the world, writing a light hearted post about bees felt irreverent. This spring has been one of the prettiest in recent memory. My periwinkle, phlox, tulips, daffodils, crocuses, and hyacinth all put on a grand show, but I didn’t take any pictures. Photography also felt irreverent. The blooms were comforting, though, in the same way a vase of a flowers is comforting when you stand by a casket. Continue reading
Thank you to all of you that read my blog posts. I appreciate all your views, likes, and comments. I truly enjoy writing these posts, and I am always amazed that people besides my mom and dad actually want to read them. Things are going to be changing in the blog, and I wanted to give everyone a heads up so you aren’t surprised. Continue reading
Beekeepers have some unique traits. One of those unique traits is our obsession with examining dead bees especially after an entire colony dies. We take pictures of our dead bees and post them in beekeeper groups on social media. I spent a significant portion of time one day this week examining photos of dead bees from a hive in Alabama trying to figure out why the bees died. It occurred to me after the fact, that many people may not consider this behavior normal.
I loathe January. If January were a vegetable, it would be cauliflower except unlike cauliflower January can’t be redeemed with a cheese sauce. New Year’s Day is an awful. Everyone is tired because they stayed up too late. January is when everyone starts overly ambitious resolutions to exercise more and drink kale smoothies for breakfast. January is also a terrible month if you are a beekeeper. The weather is too cold to open the hives. You just have to hope that all your fall preparations are working and you don’t have a pile of dead bees at the bottom of the hive.