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Queen Natasha, the haughty princess lives on

17 May

I was about to quit and take up worm farming along with this guy, when suddenly in our inspection today, we spotted Queen Natasha happy on the comb. Actually, Aleksander spotted her and was giddy as an emo at the release of a new Harry Potter flick.

Why the drama?

Upon opening the hive last week, we spotted 2 supercedure cells and no sign of Queen Natasha, our new Allstar queen from B. Weaver. Not a promising vision for a newbeek such as myself. Much hand-wringing and frantic emails to TJ ensued.

Fortunately, things are back on track.

Upon the advice of my bee mentor TJ, we did leave the supercedure cells intact. The idea being that a hardy queen will terminate the upstarts or be terminated herself by a stronger queen.

My money’s on the haughty and virile Queen Natasha.

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Bee video goodness live from Albuquerque

13 May

For your edification and delight, here’s some titillating footage of our bee package installation. It’s a kenyan top bar classic sure to amaze friends and family.

Queenless?

11 May

One week after installing a new package, we opened up our hive and found:

  • tons of honey
  • 2 new combs
  • some larvae
  • no queen
  • no new brood
  • 2 supercedure cells

Methinks the queen has disappeared. We didn’t remove the supercedure cells thinking that maybe the workers are trying to raise a new one but at the end of the day we’re utter newbies. Clueless.

I’ve got an email into TJ for advice. In the meantime, the only consolation is that I tasted my first homegrown honey today and it was divine.

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Freeing the queen

5 May

Yesterday evening, I checked on the queen.

Activity around the hive had settled into a normal pattern, but I wanted to make sure she’d been freed from her cage properly. At sunset, A. and I opened the hive (my first opening without the patient oversight of TJ) to find that she was nearly freed but not quite. We smoked off her attendants and peeled back the mesh.

Queen Natasha (as I’ve just now decided to call her) skittered down into the hive without a moment’s hesitation. There was plenty of nectar already filling the comb and Natasha’s crew were busy and docile.

So far so good.