It was warm again on Monday, so we borrowed the backup battery from our sump pump to power the vaporizer for an Oxalic Acid treatment. (And when I say “we,” I mean The Engineer muscled the thing upstairs and into the wheelbarrow for me to cart it outside and treat the bees.)
Bees don’t much care for these treatments, and I don’t blame them. As implied by the name, the vaporizer fills the hive with Oxalic Acid vapor to kill Varroa mites — not a pleasant experience, I’m sure. It’s no surprise many chose went for a cleansing flight afterward. (Go here to watch them in motion.) I watched them for a few minutes before going back inside.
I heard it immediately after closing the door — the telltale buzz of a bee in the house — and mentally kicked myself for not checking my clothing.
I carefully took off my jacket and shook it.
Convinced one was caught in my hair, I gingerly ran my fingers through the tangles.
The buzz continued. Was I imagining things?
I went in the bathroom, examined what I could see of my back. Still no bee.
I took off my shirt, gave it a gentle shake.
The buzzing continued, and I was starting to feel like a character in a sitcom.
Finally, I realized the sound was louder in the foyer, and looked up to see one of our girls banging on the second story window.
Sighing with relief, I grabbed a glass to catch her, released her outside, and watched as she flew straight back to the hive.
Even though a hive has thousands of bees, no beekeeper likes to be the cause of harm to even a single bee. Plus, in many cultures, having a bee come in the house is either good luck, or a sign of company is coming. Obviously, this only holds true if you don’t kill it. So, next time you find one in your house, use a glass and a piece of paper to catch and release her. I’m pretty sure there’s no such superstition about Yellow Jackets. Just sayin’.
Friday, we again had a look inside the hive. The weather has been changeable, the temperature readout extremely variable, and we had no idea how much sugar our bees might have consumed in ten days. As you can see from the pictures below, the answer turned out to be not much.
They were more interested in the pollen patty in the corner, which led me to surmise (possibly erroneously) they still have honey.
We’ll continue checking when weather permits, and I’ll keep you posted.
Until then, bee happy. 🙂