In March the last of our bees died. It was a painful time. When you tend to your first batch and they make it through the winter and then disappear, it leaves a void. They continued to leave the hive on sunny days and I enjoyed watching them until that day in March when there was no sound, no activity. There was only the lonesome silence.
"These things happen", we were told. "It is not unusual". Small comfort to us first time beekeepers.
Tonight we pick up another nook; that is, a box of bees with a queen. Tomorrow morning we start tending a new crop of these marvelous pollinating workers and their reigning queen. I think I will name her Hope. We can only hope for a better season of keeping bees.
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