There's been a lot of
buzzing around here this week.
A couple months ago
we lost all our bees in our hive.
It wasn't to the cold,
or the lack of winter food.
The only possibility was that
in their efficiency, the hive
plugged up vent holes and
it probably caused moisture to build up
which caused their demise.
We were heartbroken.
So we harvested the honey
that was left,
so all their hard work
Running Man uses a hot uncapping knife
to release the golden honey.
Once the frames are prepped
they're place in our high tech honey extractor (not very)
3 at a time.
Running Man gets quite the work out.
The honey is spun out,
and comes out the bottom spout
where it's filtered
and then we place it in sterile jars.
Then we heat it to keep the honey from crystallizing.
Well, that was all well and good, but
now we needed new bees.
So guess what's in this box.
Our new hive had arrived.
I wish you could have placed you ear
next to the box.
It was a sound like a very deep droning sound.
The bees came from Arkansas
and Running Man picked them up in Denver.
Ready for transferring the new arrivals
from the box to the hive.
They arrive on frames
and they can be
easily and gently placed in to their new home.
Anybody who fell off the frames
were simply poured into the hive.
Running Man added
an extra box to give everyone
a little extra room to
stretch their legs.
So far they seemed to have settled in
to their new home.
The queen must be happy.
The workers have been busy
flying out and finding pollen.
No time for relaxing and settling in.
We all need to do our bit to
support these amazing insects.
The average worker bee produces
only about 1/12th teaspoon of honey
in her lifetime.
Doesn't this fact make you love every drop of honey?
Until Next Time-