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bees...finally...Not a hard decision - we'd been thinking about this for a while anyway. But the distinct and mildly frightening lack of bees on this property all spring sealed the deal. Where to get a hive? I found the Louisiana Beekeepers on the 'net. Emailed the current president. He got right back to me. Actually, what he really wanted was for Will to show up at the Tuesday meeting. I kept pushing him for a contact instead - which he did give. But Will thought - no - best to go to the meeting. That was smart. Lots of bee folks, actually; and very nice folks indeed. He came away with cards and phone numbers and whatnot. And a direct line to a guy across the river who had ten or so hives he was trying to sell. So - the following Saturday evening Will goes across the river to Morganza and buys two hives (full of bees, naturally), and a big metallic thing that spins out the honey (looks like a giant ice-cream maker). He calls from the other side of the river at St. Francisville. (the Mississippi river). This means he is waiting for the ferry. Now, I don't know about you, but if I was getting onto a ferry and a guy drives his pickup truck onto the ferry with two beehives full of bees in the back of the truck, I would not be well for that. It was dark, and it was Saturday night, and no one seemed to notice. ha.
Well, everything went without a hitch. A friend was here to help offload the hives. Of course, Will had made extreme preparations, because that's just the way he is. He laid concrete footings, and set up cinder blocks and painted them white, and faced the whole shenanegins towards the rising sun to warm the bees in the morning. Within the first week, the Prez of the Beekeepers showed up out here to help Will 'go through' the hives for the first time. That was incredible. Also, Will's beesuit arrived. He puts it on...'does this look funny?' Well, that's a matter of opinion, I guess. It looks like coveralls with a hazmat hood, I suppose. It looks like 'first man on the moon'. It looks safe, for sure. It's kind of cool, actually. It took almost a week, but the other morning, I picked the first yellow squash of the season, and there was a bee in every single flower (!) whew. After weeks (months, actually) of walking and scanning all things flowering for any sign of bees at all, and finding a pitiful one or two here and there, it was a glorious sight. Lagniappe; ('something extra') The hive with the extra box on top...well, that box is full of honey, waiting to be taken. There are boxes to build and paint (came in the mail, sitting by the bookcases in the front room). And this will be done soon. So that there will be more honey this year. I know so little about all of this. Will is excited about the honey. I am excited about bees on flowering plants. Something for everyone.