The honey supers begin to rise.

Look at all that gorgeous sweet clover – the yellow in the picture.  We’ve got some mighty happy honeybees right now!

And so we’re backing to beekeeping today – not babies, or life near Babb, though sometimes when I look at the blog hits I think y’all like babies and Babb better’n’beekeeping.  What is wrong with y’all?

Ok.  I think she’s pretty cute, too.  And I like living near Babb more than I ever dreamed possible – and I’ve always liked Babb.

At any rate: when we last left off on the beekeeping, Maggie Rose arrived — as I predicted — the same day as our first load of bees from California.  Oh, what a day that was – Honeydew kissing me and his 16 hour old progeny goodbye, jumping in the truck and zipping across the Continental Divide to greet the trucker and unload the bees! As I recall, he was back by 11pm.  Then we went to the NICU and the details are fuzzy, but somewhere in those two weeks, the rest of the bees arrived, and Honeydew, his dad, and my brother got them spread all across Glacier County, positioned for what we hoped would be a fantastic honey flow.  (We think it just might be!)

After all, daughters ain’t cheap … and nor are wives, as I’ve been told, though I’m pretty sure if Honeydew had to hire a bookkeeper/laundress/nanny/ shortordercook/governess/attorney/maid/gopher/socialsecretary/ honeybottler/candlemaker/marketer/and general companion, he’d be far more broke than he is being married to me.

But I digress.

After the bees were all in place, our summer help arrived – last year, I called Jeffy, our summer help, Darling Summer Help, or DSH, when I wrote about him on the blog.  Not sure yet what to call Keith and Chase, our summer 2011 help – they’re darling, too, and great workers.

Chase and Keith.  Name suggestions from the peanut gallery?  By the way Jeffy, that picture’s for you!

Since they arrived, Honeydew has kept them busy building bear fences around new bee yards …

And running around the county adding honey supers — the shallow boxes on top of the hive that the bees store the honey we harvest in — to our hives.  See the colorful, short boxes stacked on top of the white hive bodies, below?  These are honey supers.

And see that gauzy wash of pink in the background?  That’s sainfoin, and our honeybees just love it.  They’ll literally work their wings off, this time of year, working the sainfoin and making the best honey you’ve never tasted.

By the way – if you’re surprised to see uniformly colored hive bodies in a picture purporting to be of Glacier County Honey Company’s honeybees, congratulate yourself for your eye for detail!  We leased in a semi load of Jackie Park-Burris’ yellow bees for the summer, and those are actually her hives, above.  While them yeller bees ain’t quite as friendly as our black ladies, we’re awfully glad to welcome them to Glacier County.  They seem to fit in well, so far, and be good workers, though the real reason we leased them was so that Jackie would have to come visit us this summer.  We’re mighty fond of Jackie.

Anyway, we’re just about out of honey supers, but the bees surely aren’t done making honey.  What that means: in the next week or two, we’ll be setting up our honey extracting operation, and the darling summer help will go out to the fields to take the full honey supers off the hives, and replace them with empty ones, so the bees can keep on doing what they do best: make Glacier County honey!

It’s gonna get busy around here.  And we’re thrilled.

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