What a great day yesterday was! And today should be just like it. We hit 65* with clear, blue skies; not quite the neon blue of 9/11 but close to it. I don't think I'll ever see a blue sky without remembering the neon blue of 9/11. Any hoo, I spent yesterday - you guessed it - working with the bees. I dug 4 post holes for the stands of the new Top Bar Hives and then DK put the stands together. I'll try to post some pictures later this week. He designed them so that the hives sit on a "saddle" that can be raised and lowered to maintain the level of the hive if it shifts for some reason. That's super important with a TBH. If it's not level, the bees build comb to gravity and it gets all tangled up. All that's left to do with the hive is paint them and move the bees in. I'll move the bees in next week after my Bee class in Richmond. That's an easy class, we all get "Bs".
Then the weather was so nice, I decided to go in the hive and find and mark Casper, the queen, so I could find her more easily. I found the queen; put a drop of yellow paint on her back and all is well. She was just where I expected her to be, too. I impressed myself as well as my friend, Frank, whom I'm mentoring. Impressing Frank was easy as this will be his first year with a hive and yesterday was his first time in a hive. The little things like the fact that I don't wear gloves when I work with the bees (most beekeepers don't) still impresses him. I'm happy to say that I can call myself a beekeeper and not a bee killer since my hive is apparently going to make it through the winter intact and should be producing a bountiful amount of "Rolling Valley Wildflower Honey" in the fall.
All is well in my little spot of paradise, at least for the moment. I hope all is well with you'll, too. Take care, Lisa