That was until the next morning. I woke up in a good mood thinking about all our new friends. It was a little foggy out as I peered into the new morning light to check on activity around the swarm trap. Hmmmm nothing .... well maybe they're sleeping in this morning. After all it's a cool foggy morning and they're smart bees probably sleeping in. About an hour later I peered out expecting to see the early risers out stretching their wings. By now my euphoria and ego were deflating as my mind contemplated the possibilities. Did they leave me? No, there was a connection ... I felt it. But then again .... still no sign of the girls. Now my attention kept coming back to the entrance of the box hoping, anxiously waiting. But as each minute ticked by the doubts kept creeping into my mind. Was I the victim of a one night stand? How humiliating. No this can't be ... used ... another new inexperienced beekeeper falls prey to a bunch of pretty honey bee faces. And I thought they were the ones ... my first (swarm). Feeling foolish I left to go to work for the day slightly dejected, comforting myself with empty reassurances that there will be others.
When my wife got home from work she called me on my cell phone and said the swarm trap still had bees all over going in and out of the box. What ??? It looks like I have a lot to learn.
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