On March 3rd, winter snuck back in when it wasn’t really expected. Forecast low that night was 29. It went down to 20. That hive I was worried about last week just couldn’t take it. I found them all frozen in a tiny little ball, with capped brood and plenty of food. They were so close to making it. But no. So I am now down to one hive. Which is one hive more than I had this time last year. 100% improvement, if I want to put a positive spin on it.
I will give them about three weeks and then try to take a split. An heir and a spare. Insurance. Whatever. I am not much of a beekeeper. More of a bee mortician.
My son got sick this week too. When he rattled off his symptoms, I decided he needed some ginger, garlic, apples and orange food, because you know food is medicine and medicine is food. A quick web search yielded this soup. I share it with you, not only because it was really good, but because my son ate a bowl of this stuff, went to bed and awoke the day cured.