If you've been following my MooseBoots journey, you know that I have bees. This is the second year. Last year, I am guessing, that I inadvertantly let the queen go when I installed them. It was sad to watch the hive start to build and then slowly die. This year, as I said before, I was better prepared.
Unfortunately, I have not been keep good records here on my blog. Today, I rectify this. I have been watching them over the last three months. The difference between this year and last is striking! Let me begin by telling you that "busy as a bee" is not just an idiom. Those guys and gals are constantly working. I love to stand by the entrance and watch them leave and return, pollen sacs swollen to the point that it seems impossible they can still fly.
Of course, then I get curious. What are they eating? Where are they foraging? Once or twice I was completely dumbfounded. Nothing was blooming ... but, wait ... there is pine pollen everywhere! I never seem to find them where I expect. Of course, to see them one must be very patient and still. I am still not very good at that. Bee Balm is apparently a misnomer, or not applicable to honey bees. Milkweed, the staple of the Monarch butterfly (which, incidentally, were not so prolific last year) seems to satisfy their cravings. I'll admit that the flowers are sweet. I hear that they can be rendered into sugar, but have not tried it ... they go right into my mouth, one at a time.
Tonight, I went to get some picture of them to share here. I found lots of others as well. The Japanese Beetles have established something of a spa on the grape leaves. The Bumble Bees are content to share the Milkweed.
And so, life is good here. All creatures seem to exist in harmony here. I am blessed to be a part of it and extraordinarily grateful to be allowed to observe and learn from all Nature offers.