This year we added two bee hives to Coal Creek Farm. Six years ago when we started getting serious about moving to the country I was talking about cows and chickens and Clay chimed in with Bee keeping. What the? Bees? Really? They sting!! For some reason I wanted the bigger animals that took up space and required daily maintenance and fences and structures and hay and 50 pound bags of feed and a trailer to haul them to the butcher. But, Clay? He wanted a little wooden box that can sit in the sun and be watched and messed with occasionally. Who’s the smart farmer here? Huh? Who?
So, we did what any good married couple would do. We got what the wife wanted.
Or, I could tell you we got chickens first because Clay, being the architect, had too much fun designing our first chicken coop. But, that would make it sound like I didn’t win, so never mind.
We did well with the chickens and we enjoyed the pigs more than we ever thought we would. The opportunity came to buy the hives and we dived into a new world of farming.
How are the bees?
How much honey have we harvested?
The big question, why am I saying we? Because this little project has pretty much been Clay’s and I’m happy to see him have a little hobby.
Let’s ask the man who wanted to get those bugs in the first place.
How’s it going with the bees Clay?
Dur, not so good.
No honey for my honey this year.