Love the roar of these at this time of year!! Our trees are humming with them!!
My friend and alderman Karen Schmidt sent an email a bit ago, it read:
We have honey bees living in a corner of a gable in our house. Do you know anyone who might come and lead them to a new home? I can’t bear to think of spraying them.
I didn’t have an exact connection but when she shared she found someone who could move them humanely, I asked to observe and photograph.
I found myself completely fascinated.
Local retired firefighter and beekeeper Tom Elston moved the bees.
He shared these details about himself and the process of moving bees:
1. I’ve been keeping bees for over 35 years. I met an old beekeeper in Peoria back in the 70s and he helped me set-up two hives. Over the years I expanded, and at one time I had 100 hives of bees. At the height of the season, one hive may have as many bees as there are people in Bloomington, 60-70,000. My hives were spread out across McLean County close to farm fields and woods. I started a honey business called Amber Bee Co., producing up to 5 tons of honey per year and sold my pure, natural honey to health food stores in Central Illinois, fund raisers and even shipped honey to Kuwait after the first Gulf War. Over the years, like any agricultural venture, I had to contend with pesticides, disease and parasitic mites. Many of the diseases and parasites were imported into the US due to globalization and human stupidity. Since I did a lot of driving to my hives and delivering honey, two years ago when gas was over $4.00/gal, I was spinning my wheels and getting nowhere. The last straw, was the Colony Collapse Disease (CCD). This is were the adult bees leave the hive to forage for pollen and necture, only never to return. Without the worker bees bring home the “bacon” the colony slowly starves and collapses. A recent scientific study from the last government beekeeping laboratory, has said CCD is caused by a certain pesticide. When a bee contacts the toxin, it makes the bee forget how to get home. I have a few hives at home now to produce honey for family and friends.
2. Since honeybees are a protected species and against federal law to kill them, I wanted to evict the bees from Karen’s house and relocate them. 1/3rd of all food that humans eat is directly or indirectly dependent on pollination by honeybees.
Upon inspection of Karen’s house, I found the opening were the field bees were coming and going. The colony had been there only a few weeks, the swarm was small and the population had not build up to large numbers yet. In order to evict the bees without tearing into the walls, I injected a strong smelling chemical called BeeGo (benzaldihyde.) It smells like almonds, lots of almonds. The bees do not like this odor and in a short time leave the confines of the wall and congregate outside. When most of the bees have collected outside, I take a brush and knock them into a bucket, put on the lid and take them away to a new home.
Once the process was over Karen emailed again to share:
The end of this story is that Brad, our carpenter friend, sealed up the area where the bees where living. There were still some bees and we have some live and some dead bees in our house now. The dead bees are such sweet little beings. Beeings is a better word. I am so glad we saved most of them and I’m sorry for the loss of the others who did not get away.
Below my images capturing the story of the process, sure helps that Karen has a gorgeous home!
I am hearing and reading more and more about folks interested in bee keeping.
I especially enjoyed this post, and while Soule Mama isn’t near, I really like the way she shared the story of her recent acquisition of bees.
Just got back from a much needed and wonderful road trip to Toronto.
Artist /Author Franke James, whom I admire tremendously, lives there and had agreed to meet me.
One can’t even begin to imagine my “pinch me” delight at this opportunity! I say pinch me because Franke’s an inspiration to me.
Prior to my leaving, Franke shared some very alarming news about the canadian government blacklisting her pending european art show. Her post sharing this news was written the night before I left. All I could do with the time I had was share a tweet about it pointing to her post. Her headline spoke to being silenced.
WOW — I found myself wondering how that would feel?
Imagine having your voice or your art completely squelched!
In today’s day of free speech and expression that just doesn’t seem possible, yet we ALL know censorship happens all the time.
On her blog post I wrote this comment:
Franke James examples creative brilliance, powerful voice and female gumption. Blacklisting her or any artist just isn’t right. Governments rearing their ugly heads like this show who and what they really are. I agree social media will have a field day with this, to your advantage I hope Franke – you deserve better.
Just watch social media will take this ugliness and story to a level not possible in traditional mediums. It will be interesting to see what happens as the situation continues to unfold.
Our time together was amusing.
My getting way lost in Toronto ( ugh ) delayed my arrival terribly. She, in the mean time, found herself in between a conversation with Huffington Post and a radio interview.
I had all kinds of questions prepared in my head, yet with my late arrival, her flurry of activity, her returning from being out of town the days prior, and everything else. I found myself unfocused and I have to admit a bit star struck.
She told me I looked exactly like she imagined. I felt the same way – her big warm smile, giggly personality, cute as a button outfit and her trying to just go with the flow and make it all work was positively endearing. She, her home, her husband, her daughter just arriving for a visit and again the absolute flurry of her life all still had me feel welcomed, treasured and exactly what I might expect from Franke James.
I spoke to her about being famous and what that might be like and she just said …you mean that we might be normal despite being famous?? Uh – I had to agree!!
Franke James green journey captured my attention in 2007. I was a brand new and very naive blogger. I left a way too gushy “fan” comment on her post about her giving up her SUV. The truth was I had never been exposed to such original expression or voice. She impressed me. Her visual essays exampled the amazing potential and unique opportunity blogging offers. She also examples a very human and accessible person. Not often found in fame.
Since, and purely because of the blogosphere I have felt an integral part of her green evolvement and fame! This speaks over and over to why I love the connecting and power of blogging.
Thanks to social media her recent turn events will not go unnoticed.
I look forward to continuing to be part of the story.
P.S. Thank you Franke for the signed copy of your book, My Green Conscious!!
Images below taken by karen hanrahan
Images below taken by Franke and Bill James
the neighbor said take some chard.
happily!!
I use chard everywhere I use spinach. It’s a tad bitter – which I personally like. I adore it cut into strips in a salad, added to a veggie packed frittata and on it’s own I like it wilted w/a bit of garlic and topped w/ hard boiled egg and balsamic! I use those amazing stems like celery for color and crunch.
Do you have any great recipes for chard??
image by karen hanrahan