Category Archives: Bees

Upset the Apple Tree

Samhain                                                  Thanksgiving Moon

After the heavy snow a week or so ago, I looked out and saw that the bee hive had snow IMAG0929and some leaves on its top.  Odd, I thought, but didn’t go out to investigate.  Our orchard, where the bee hive is, is visible from our kitchen.

Today I went out to hitch up the cardboard sleeve which had slid down to the ground and attach it firmly for the winter.  That snow and some leaves on the bee hive was one of of our apple trees.  It had tipped over from the weight of the snow and landed on the bees.

(It was the tree beyond the bee hive in this picture.)

I cranked it back to vertical, tied it off to the fence with some plastic coated dog leads and realized it would require some more soil and some compacting before the snow flies, probably this week.

The bees now have their winter protection.  The garage is on the way toward reorganization, too.  I spent an hour and a half or so doing this and that, glad to get out of the chair, even though it is a Miller Aeron.

More Latin later.  Translating Lycaon from the Latin while I push the story through different paces in Dramatica.  That’s fun.

I also started reading Robert Silliman’s Alphabet.  He’s a language poet and this is a series of riffs beginning with each of the letters of the alphabet.  It’s a very big book.

(Zeus and Lycaon in Wedgewood)

 

Good-Bye Garden. See You On the Flipside.

Samhain                                                          Thanksgiving Moon

The transition from growing season to fallow season creates a sudden release from one IMAG0604domain of chores.  No more spraying, harvesting, weeding, checking the health of the plants.  No more colony inspections.

Many baby boomers, the paper says, have migrated to downtown apartments citing outdoor work and home maintenance as primary motivation.  While that once might have made sense to me, now I wonder.  The outdoor work, as long as I’m able, keeps me active, close to the rhythms of the natural world.  It gives more than it takes.  Cut off from it in an apartment doesn’t sound appealing.  If you don’t like it, if it takes more than it gives, then, yes.

I know that feeling. Home maintenance would take far more than it gives if I felt IMAG0944 Kate and me1000croppedresponsible for doing it myself.  So I can understand wanting to move away from that.  In an apartment the building takes over the plumbing, the furnace, the windows, the doors. Even there, however, being responsible for seeing that the maintenance gets done, though it does feel burdensome, maintains our agency.  And I like that.

More than any of these matters, though, is the single word home.  This is home.  Though we could, I don’t want to create another one.  At least not now.

Wholeness

Lughnasa                                                                  Harvest Moon

Mabon eve.  The night before the fall equinox.  Tomorrow the light loses its struggle to own more than half of the day, a gain achieved back at the Summer Solstice in June.  From this point on the light diminishes and the darkness increases to its zenith at the Winter Solstice.

Been meaning to report on an interesting feeling I had at the Woolly meeting on Monday night.  I took two pies Kate had baked:  ground cherry and raspberry, both of fruit from our garden.  I also took a box of honey from our  hive, Artemis Honey with the label made by Mark Odegard.

When I left, after having sold 18 pounds of honey, I had a feeling of wholeness, that’s the best way I can describe it.  I had worked all season on the garden, the orchard and with the bees and somehow that evening I felt one with it all.

When I told Kate how I felt, I said it felt like something private was made public, that those two worlds knit together in one moment.  She said she got a similar feeling when she took food for a group, as she did so often for work and as she does now for her sewing days.

It was a good feeling, however understood.

Tea Making, Merchandising

Lughnasa                                                              Harvest Moon

I set the timer for the Zojirushi water boiler for 6 hours last night.  When I came downstairs this morning, it had heated the water to boiling and allowed the temperature to descend to the holding temperature I selected, 175 degrees.  This allows me to take water from it at that temperature all day, filling my pitcher, my teapot as many times as I wish.

Earlier this morning I made a pot of Yunnan White Jasmine Tea and am now on my second pot.  Each pot brews about 8 ounces which I drink from a tiny Chinese style teacup my sister purchased for me as part of a set.  I use the pitcher and water table from that set, too.  I can make 4 more pots of tea before I have to switch tea leaves.

Did a spray of brixblaster this morning (reproductive plants):  raspberries, tomatoes, IMAG0876ground cherries, broccoli and carrots.  The vegetative plants left are leeks, beets and greens, but not enough to mix up a batch of qualify.  After the spraying, I picked ground cherries.  They will fill out the amount Kate needs for the pie she’s baking for the Woollies tonight.  She’s also making a raspberry pie.

Tonight I’m taking as well a box of Artemis Honey for sale.  The first time I’ve actively marketed our honey.  I feel strange doing it since I have an almost Confucian attitude toward merchants, but I’m trying to learn to honor my labor.  Marketing Missing is the next, similar, activity.

 

 

My Candle

Lughnasa                                                             Harvest Moon

Those of you who paint or sew or fix things or build sheds, who repair the lock or restore IMAG0951croppedthe engine to its former glory, you may not understand the pride I feel in this candle.  It’s a simple thing and making it was a simple process though not without its attendant dilemmas.

Here’s the thing:  I made this candle.  Well, ok, I had help from the bees of Artemis Honey and an assist on the wick thing from Kate, but otherwise I made this candle.  It represents a satisfying process that began when a friend of Kate’s helped me get started in beekeeping 5 years ago.  Since then, I’ve saved wax against the day I could make candles.

Making things with my own hands daunts me, I feel more comfortable with words or ideas, plants or organizations.  That meant I kept putting off the candle making.  How do you render wax?  This year I found out.  What’s involved in making a candle?  Likewise this year I found out.

When this candle slid out of the mold, formed and perfect, looking exactly like, well, a candle, I jumped up and down.  It was beautiful.

I like projects where my involvement takes place over a long arc.  Organizing a new political entity or committee or economic development group.  Planting perennials having first amended the soil, then tending them as they grow.  Writing a novel in which every word started with me.  It’s that long term, personal engagement that makes me feel good.

The candle represents learning how to keep bees, caring for them from year to year, collecting excess wax as we extracted honey or as I did hive inspections.  I saved the wax and kept it until I could learn the other steps necessary.  The result is a candle made from a material for which I know the source and in which I had a collaborative hand.  That makes this candle and the others made this year, too, a new experience for me.  And a good one.

Gong Fu Cha

Lughnasa                                                             Harvest Moon

Kate and I were out before 8 am today harvesting raspberries, tomatoes, cucumbers and IMAG0898ground cherries.  The tomatoes and cucumbers are in their last week +.  The ground cherries seem set to keep on producing through the first heavy frost and the raspberries have only begun to ripen.  We still have peppers and leeks, a few greens left.

During our weekly business meeting we melted more bees wax and this time attempted to fill the mold.  Only I had not melted enough wax so I had to melt some more.  That means the molds which didn’t fill ended up with two layers of wax.  That worked out ok in a couple of cases, not in two others.

Discovered that the wax has to be washed since the remnant honey, which has a different specific gravity than the wax, gathers and in two cases created a plug of honey between two layers of wax.  Those two have gone back in the bowl for remelting.  I have seven beautiful sweet smelling candles and will have a few more, probably made this time in half-pint canning jars for gifts.  Rendering some more wax as I write this.

After the business meeting, I drove into Verdant Tea and bought two yixing tea pots.  This Zhu-ni-teapot_is a present to myself for finishing Missing and getting ready to write Loki’s Children.  They’ll be in constant use.  Yixing teapots are perfect for the Chinese way of tea, Gong Fu Cha.  Each teapot goes through a seasoning process (at home) and then makes only one type of tea.  The porosity of the yixing clay fills up with the oils of that particular tea and enhances the flavor.  This is a centuries old tradition in China.

 

 

Candles

Lughnasa                                                 New (Harvest) Moon

Sprayed Enthuse on all the remaining crops this morning.  Next week I’ll take the soil md240asamples from vegetable beds and orchard, get them sent off to International Ag Labs.

Kate got out the double boiler and the meat thermometer.  After I cleaned rust off the candle molds, she threaded the wick through the two molds we’re using for a test run.  With the double boiler I melted the beeswax, got it to 160 and poured through a plastic funnel.  A bit messier than desirable, I imagine, but we got it done.  Now we’re waiting to see how the mold releases the candles after they cool off.  We used a chopstick to hold the wicks in place.

 

Bee Diary: Addenda

Lughnasa                                                              New (Harvest) Moon

Five of the six honey supers contain little or no honey and are cleaned up, ready for IMAG0705storage.  I set them along the fence to let the bees that are in them return to the colony.  Lower dewpoint makes for so much more comfort inside the bee suit.  A happier experience.

The sixth super, which had a lot of uncapped honey a couple of weeks ago has 5 frame sides capped, the rest uncapped.  The queen excluder came off and the super went back on as winter stores for the hive.  We can change this decision of course, but it seems wise to let the bees have a surplus rather than a shortage.

Even with the resistance work I do three times a week lifting the supers up and down, then, as I did in all visits to the colony, back up onto the increasingly tall hive structure challenges me.  Four colonies might be more than I can reasonably handle.  Besides, what would we do with 340 pounds of honey?

Bee Diary: Post extraction hive inspection September 5, 2013

Lughnasa                                                                    New (Harvest) Moon

Decent dewpoints today so I’m going to check the bee’s progress on cleaning up the four IMAG0876supers we extracted on August 21st.  A service that bees provide is cleaning up and drying out extracted frames.  They do this to make them serviceable for another season just as they would if they were within a hive in a natural setting.  Then, I can take them off and store them until the honey harvest next August.

I’ll also check today to see what the colony has done with the two frames of partially filled and uncapped frames I put back on rather than extract.  Uncapped honey in the super usually has a higher water content.  Anything with more than 18.6% moisture is technically not honey because it will ferment.  Honey with less than 18.6% moisture will keep indefinitely.

If those frames are capped, we may extract them, or I may take out the queen excluder and just let them use this honey as stores for over wintering.  I’ll let you know what I find out.

Labors Day

Lughnasa                                                                Honey Moon

Out with brixblaster this morning.  Mid-50’s for temp and a dewpoint in the high 40’s. md240aJust right.  While out there, I noticed several tomatoes ready for harvest along with eggplants, peppers and cucumbers.  A few raspberries, too.  The raspberries are just starting to come while the tomatoes have worked through most of their blooms. The fruits are not all ripe, however.  Even though the temperatures will pop back up into the high 80’s and low 90’s today feels like the coming of the old fashioned fall.

Before I have lunch with Tom Crane over in Arbor Lakes, I’m going to hit Kate’s favorite store, Joann Fabrics.  Candle making supplies.  We have wick, mold and bees wax, but there’s something called mold release and mold sealer that I might buy.  Vegetable oil works, too, apparently and I can imagine using clay or putty for the mold seal, so if I can’t find them at Joann’s or if they’re too expensive, we’ll go ahead anyhow.

I’m also going to work on our bulb order this morning.  Labor Day.