Over the winter, I took classes to become a bee keeper. Having bees to pollinate our black raspberries is supposed to tremendously help our yield. It was all fine and good until this week. As I walked into the bee supplier’s barn that held hundreds of packages of bees, I froze…I felt sick…I wanted to cry, but I didn’t want this sweet old man to have to call the psych ward at the hospital! It was one thing to take classes and talk about it all, but another thing to see hundreds and thousands of bees and hear the strong, steady buzzing. I got my composure and brought the bees to my car and drove home with them.
Raising honey bees has been an amazing thing to learn about, and the bees are fun to watch while they work. The bees we got are really calm and have been nice to me so far! Stay tuned for more posts about my new hobby!