David Stewart
02-08-2006, 05:42 PM
This is one of those, "I remember those days" stories. Got in from work today and my ten yr old son ran up to me worried silly and concerned because there were a "LOT of bees on the ground" in front of THE hive. I began walking over with him explaining the hive cleaning and bees dying story but he insisted that these bees were alive. When we got to the hive there must have been a hundred or more alive but very chilled new fuzzy bees climbing up blades of grass trying to soak up some sun. Having checked the hive last weekend and seeing two frames with capped brood from top to bottom I expected a bunch of new bees. Apparently the youngsters "thought" it was warm enough to fly but got chilled and couldn't make it back. My son insisted that we couldn't just "walk away and let them die" so there we are on hands and knees gently picking up bees and placing them back on the landing board where they promptly entered the hive. About this time you veterans should be laughing at the silliness of it all but try to keep my frame of reference...this is not simply one of my hives, this is THE hive. Anyway I guess I either pinched a leg or one was just ungrateful and NAILED the tip of one of my two typing fingers....Where was the camera when you need it LOL.
David
David