
With Halloween around the corner, I've been thinking about costumes a bit, and it occurred to me that I should just dress up as a beekeeper. It's an easy costume, especially when you consider I took up beekeeping this year as a new hobby. I've spent all summer monitoring and tending to the new hive, making sure the colony is healthy, the queen is laying eggs, and that the workers have built up enough of a honey store to get them through their first Minnesota winter.
For the most part, beekeeping is an exercise in patience and optimization. The bees know what they are doing, and they'll happily go on doing it without you. Making honey and raising a brood is what they do. It's their job.
In order to make enough honey to have a surplus that you can safely steal from them in the fall, the bees have to work a little harder and a little more efficiently than they do naturally. You spend most of your time trying to optimize the physical layout of their home. You do this by preventing swarms, periodically rearranging the comb in the hive, and adding more hive bodies when the bees need room to grow. This is the optimization part.
The patience part is also all about the bees doing their job. Bees in a healthy, proud hive will protect the colony and their honey store to the death. They seem to instinctively know when the winter is coming and a colony of friendly, gentle bees will begin to bristle with aggressive sentries that crowd all of the hive's openings. It's as if they are expecting some giant ape in a funny suit to bust up their party and nick the fruits of their hard summer labor. I don't know where they get this crazy notion, but it means you have to be extra patient in the fall, moving particularly slow and methodical so as not to rile up the bees and trigger the hive's defense mechanism.
As you might imagine, no matter how patient and careful you are, when you work with bees you get stung from time to time. It's a drag, and it stings a little, but the pain goes away quickly and it doesn't swell or itch as much as a wasp sting or a horsefly bite.
I don't hold it against the bees. Unlike the mosquito or horsefly, it's _me_ who is interrupting _their_ space. When you get stung, it's because the bees are healthy, vigorous, and doing their best work, protecting their investment.