It’s been a bit wet. I got very excited last week and treated myself to one of these. It wasn’t cheap, though it wasn’t exactly pricey either; I figured with all that gorgeous honey in the hives I’d better get myself kitted out to steal it so I bought a honey extractor – and 100 jars which take up far too much room and are frustratingly empty, just like life itself.
That was a week ago and since then we’ve had plenty of rain – great because honestly, the allotment has become a pain in the arse on the watering front but with the bees, no one’s been flying to collect nectar, my ladies have all been sat at the entrance gloomily watching the drizzle like bored teenagers on a Sunday afternoon.
Life still has to go on in the hives even in bad weather, bees and brood still need food and without forage the little bastards have taken to eating my honey! All those gorgeous nearly capped combs have been plundered and are looking distinctly empty.
How dare they.
I can’t really be annoyed – that’s exactly what the honey is there for, beekeepers get away with it because honey bees usually store more honey than they ever need, if the girls think they need it then they can have it – I want to make sure they’re strong enough to make it through the winter, even if it’s thwarting my plan for vast amounts of honey based beverages.
There’s still time for the honey to recover – bramble is still in flower here and I’ve had to go from hating Himalayan balsam as an invasive pest to loving it as a reliable late nectar source so I will get my drinkies and the bees can still rear their brood.