I know, I know, there’s nothing I can do until next week to ascertain the Blue Queen’s survival or, if necessary, replacement. But I’m still fretting over the emergency supercedure cell, and will continue to do so. If the queen is not present, I must remain watchful for signs of nosema (what amounts to a fatal digestive infection that can spread through the hive). Lemongrass oil, an appetite stimulant, may also be a good idea.
Does it make sense to be jealous that bees get stomach infections that can be treated by eating more? Well, no. Does understanding it’s nonsense make me less jealous? Not a whit.
Just keeping notes to myself here, before I forget. That is all.