I’ve had my first sting! Yep, I’m 34 and have never been stung by a bee before! Maybe it’s my name???
Oh well! It was an accident. I was harvesting some tomatoes, squatted down and didn’t realize that a little bee had landed on my calf. As I went down, so did his stinger, straight into my calf. Poor little bee. Well, at least now I know for sure that keeping bees won’t kill me (you know, that whole possibility of anaphylactic shock thing…).
Anyhow, we haven’t been bothering the bees much. We’re trying to let them do their bee thing, but we decided to check them out last weekend after letting them be for the past 3 weeks. What did we find???
New combs and lots of nectar…
Capped honey…
Lots and lots of larvae! That explains all the newbies and their orientation flights! Keep ’em coming!
Perfect comb. These guys really know what they’re doing!
And the treat of an almost-heart-shaped new comb! YAY!!!