It's been a while coming with some major blips along the way. The first colony swarmed and buggered off as they were too shaded under the poinciana tree. The second colony positioned further up in the garden on raised stumps was remarkably more lively - as I can testify when I was stung repeatedly in an unplanned check when C thought this new lot had also swarmed. They were angry to be disturbed and found me in their way. It was not a pretty sight. Now a couple of years down the line from when this adventure began two Christmases ago we are about to find out whether 2020, with all its trials and tribulations, will offer up that sticky sweet end to the year.
In preparation for the big reveal - the jars washed and ready to be used.
The Hive on a quiet overcast day
Taking no risks this time.
Heading down to the garden dressed to the nines - not taking any risks this time. C inserts and turns the key which moves the hexagons of the comb to release the honey. Its such a clever invention which keeps the comb relatively intact, as compared to traditional methods of honey harvesting, and allows the bees to get on with their lives without disruption. The taps are then inserted into those sections where you think the honey has formed, and then you wait to see what comes out -
Hurray the honey has started flowing and its a good day for Charlie's Cheeky Honey Pots.
Xcuse the expletive - such excitement.
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