John Barham came for his bees tonight. They started as a swarm near his house. They've been on our porch for a couple of weeks while he got his equipment and stuff settled. He was with Mark for the Kossuth adventure. He got one hive from Kossuth, and told me tonight those Kossuth bees were mean, and would boil out of the hive and head straight for him. Ouch. The bees on the porch are docile and easy to work.
Mark got to try out his new veil. It folds down, is well ventilated, and with the helmet-style hat it doesn't fall in his eyes. I think he's pleased with the new purchase.
No comments:
Post a Comment