Spring Full Bee Hiving Moon
OK. Enough. Uncle. I give. I yield. I roll over on my belly. Please let us have spring. Snow? More snow? Just when the Himalayan inspired mounds of soot black snow have begun their glacial retreat? This is not insult to injury, but insult to insult. Well, all right. If it’s coming anyhow, but could this be the last one for this season? Please. I have plants that need to get back to growing.
T’ai C’hi. Coming along. I am within one move of learning how to grasp the sparrow’s tail, then one more, the long whip, of having the basic moves in some sort of order and execution. My teacher says, insists, promises it will all get easier. But, it took her, she also says, 30 years to get her form to its current level. Wait. I’m not sure I have 30 years of T’ai C’hi practice in me. On the other hand, maybe with T’ai C’hi…
T’ai C’hi feels like Latin for the body. It’s taking all of my concentration to stay with it when I practice and the learning is slow.
Then there’s that radiation problem in Japan. Good news on it. The power company says it can have things cleaned up in 6-9 months. 6-9 months? We’ll see.
This is the time to move the bees. Bee colonies do not like to have their homes moved once they’ve learned where they are. Even a move of 2 feet can be too much for them. If you want to move existing colonies, you have to do it in slow, incremental steps. Right now, since I have no bees, I can put the hive boxes wherever I want. Still mulling. I want to put them in the orchard, but that will entail switching out the gear from the front garden shed to the back shed where I currently have all the bee equipment.