Early evening, and the hives have settled again, about dozen coming and going from each. I’m never going to stop worrying about them, I think, fretting that I haven’t paid enough attention or done the right thing at the right time. Bees are, of course, incredibly self-sustaining- and if I don’t take care of them, well, they’d just as soon take off and do their own thing, which is a comfort.
I’m trying to keep in mind that there are some things I can’t control for, though it helps, perhaps, that I’m not in one of the states most stricken by the pesticide combinations that seem to be playing a role in the colony collapse problem. Besides that, I can apparently expect about a 1 in 5 chance that my hives won’t survive a winter, regardless of the measures I take. I’ll fret, though, because frankly I just really don’t want to be responsible for screwing up with this rather nifty little creatures.
I do know I need to stop worrying about the difference in hive activity, at least for the time being. Silver got off to a slower start, and that’s okay. Blue seems fine for now, and I won’t be able to investigate the queen situation until tomorrow. So I’ll just take some deep breaths, and wander out by the hives for a little bit of peace.