Pooh Said "Do you think the bees SUSPECT something?"
First of all, as of yet, Hope is off somewhere. She has had kittens sometime within the last couple weeks, but we don't know if they are still alive or not. She is pretty young. I have a couple of leads on a home for her, and I am Hoping all works out for the best.
Did some Bees today! Mads, the Boss and I. We had to go and check the new hives to see if they needed more sugar bucket, which they get to kind of start off until they can get up enough strength to go out and really gather.
(Yes, that is the Littlest Beekeeper on a Tombstone, photo by the Boss)
We also checked to see if the Queens, all four of them, were doing their thing. You know, eggs, and all. Yup. LOTS of flying in and out, activity, bees, buzzing. Everyone doing their own bee thing perfectly. The Yellow Hive is Hannah. She seems to be building kind of all off to one side. Like the others, she hasn't filled up enough frames with brood and comb to add another brood box.
The red hive is Juliet. Today this was my pick for THE hive. Industry! In and out, and building from the middle out. All of them have filled about 6 frames, which is pretty good, it's only been just over a week. (not pictured tonight, the purple hive, Yvaine, who is also doing just fine)
The Green Hive is Wendy. Here, as you can easily tell, are The Mads and The Boss adding a new feeder bucket. An exacting process that Miss Mads trained for all last year, before finally being allowed, under close supervision, to finally attempt Adding The Feeder Bucket, all on her own. Of course, as you would expect, she did brilliantly.
When I spoke with Mads afterwards, she was, as expected, exhausted, but clearly proud and happy, she had this to say " It was exhilarating! The time of my life!!!!!!!!" before walking, all on her own, back to the house where she collapsed, fully bee-suited, on the trampoline.
I thought that since last night was such a very sad rescue kitty story, we might remind ourselves that we DO save them too, and some stories are happy ones. For those of you who remember the Jungle Loves 1&2 who came to me a little over a year ago, here is a recent picture of them, very happy, and you would not ever know them for the two sad, un-social, abused little Bengal waifs that they were when they came to me.
They are in their Home, with their own people now, and it's this that makes my heart happy.
And this that makes a difference.
Love and Sun,