For the past four years, I’ve been working toward my next career – as an apiarist. I started because as a gardener, I was concerned about CCD and I thought it would be interesting to learn about producing honey. But, it’s been four years with little to show. The bees just didn’t want to cooperate. I tried checking the hive weekly; feeding the bees with sugar water and even moving the hive to different locations. Nothing worked.
The first year, the queen died and the hive swarmed. The second year, the hive again departed this time to take up residence in between the walls of the treehouse I had built for the kids. For some reason, the children didn’t think that bees were suitable pets and I was forced to demolish the treehouse and, unfortunately, the bees. The third year, the bees again split. I still have no idea why.
This year, after multiple pilgrimages to our local guru of beekeeping I decided to double down and I started a second hive. Instead of working with the bees, I just left them alone. To my surprise, it worked. I checked the supers (the box on the top of the hive that holds the combs) a few weeks ago and they were almost full of honey.
Last week I harvested by removing the combs from the hive and using a heated knife to uncap them. Then I spun the frames holding the combs in a hand cranked centrifuge. The result? A gallon of liquid gold.