Now that the bees are here, thoughts turn to honey–even though it’s unlikely that I’ll be able to harvest from the hive started from the package of bees that I got on 14 April 2017–the bees must have a winter supply so that has priority over satisfying my desire for honey. I found an interesting […]
The bees’ calendar and the beekeeper’s calendar are not the same as the one in Outlook or Google that displays all the holidays for you and the “year” by which we proceed through our daily routines. They are more responsive to temperatures, and hours of daylight–what’s really going on in nature. They are awaiting the […]
…or doesn’t mean. In many places, the spring nectar flow is over and some beekeepers may be harvesting honey. When you look at the label you may see “raw” honey. Here is a good discussion of that may mean from HoneybeeSuite. It’s a lot like the word “natural” used on labels. Your best bet is […]
It was clear and sunny this morning with only a bit of steady breeze, so I lit the smoker and invaded the girls’ living quarters to see how they are settling in. The colony seems to be doing well–given that I only installed the package on 14 April in an almost-brand-new hive with no drawn […]
I’ve always loved honey–even as a child–especially comb (also known as cut-comb) honey. Now that I have bees I have my own honey–but it is wildflower honey. It’s a mix of whatever is currently providing nectar for the ladies to tote back to the hive and process into honey. Varietal honeys have flavors that can be […]
This hot weather has me looking for cool things–ways to beat the heat. Cucumber is one of the first things that comes to mind when I think of cool, refreshing things–with tomatoes in salad, or with mangos. But thinking really cold, I started skulking through my old recipes for a dimly remembered recipe for cucumber sorbet with eucalyptus honey. […]
My first harvest! Two gallons of this wonderful sweet stuff. Finally extracted and in the jars. It was accomplished without too much mess in the kitchen, without invasion of those little brown “sweet-eating” ants, and (thankfully) no particular interest from Frankie (the cat).