Lawn Maintenance

I got a text from my roommate yesterday:

Did you leave a note informing our yard ppl that there are bees in the backyard?

Haha, whoops. In my defense, I didn’t know when they come, or even if they did the backyard. They do, it turns out, but there seems to have been no problem. The beeyard is clearly sectioned off with plenty of space around the hives, and they didn’t attempt the grass within, thankfully.

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I Think It’s Safe To Call Them Pets

When the first thing you do upon entering the house at 1am, after five days’ absence, is to drop your bags and go check on them, I suppose the term pets serves just as well as anything. I mean, I’m a cat person already, it’s not like I need the animals I keep company with to express their need to have me around or, indeed, acknowledge my presence.

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Must…Resist…Bee Puns

Just so you know, I am keeping track of all the puns I am resisting putting in this blog. There can be absolutely nothing new under the sun in that regard, so I must stay strong. Those who know me can attest to how difficult I find this.

There was a lovely storm, the first proper one of the season, the Friday before I picked up the bees. This was excellent, as it meant the forecasted 90+ temperatures didn’t manifest, and the air was cool and calm in the aftermath when I was setting them up. Sun breaking through periodically, better through the afternoon– quite a nice day, on the whole.

I just went out for a little while to look at the hives (and take a few more pictures, of course). Won’t be opening them up till Tuesday, but I wanted to make sure there was still a reasonable amount of action, and to check the levels of the feeders. Those guys have been sucking it up! Each jar is nearly two-thirds gone, though the Blues have been running through it a bit faster.

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