I'm in love.
birdhouse had a population explosion and were within a half-inch of the doorway. So we took the plunge and bought them some new digs, a light blue Langstroth hive -- and a beesuit for me. And lots of other bee-related things. There is much to learn. And buy.
A screen was duct-taped over the opening and the roof of the birdhouse was removed. This photo was taken seconds later.
The beekeepers who helped us said we had ourselves an amazingly strong and healthy feral, but gentle, swarm of Italian bees.
The birdhouse was packed. Bees work in tens, we're told -- there were eight sheets of honeycomb and not much room for the next two. They would've had to leave in another few days.
The hive will gain a second story on Saturday when we'll also check inside and see how the queen and her workers are doing. I can't wait. Because I'm in love, you know.
home sweet home