Going to the Heather
a photo story
Five o’clock on a wet August morning and
for once this beekeeper is glad of some rain. All the bees are inside
keeping dry so it is easy to close them up with the foam.
All loaded up and driving carefully
through the local market town. It’s still early so not many people are
about. Always an anxious time.
The convoy is off the motorway now and facing a long drive inland towards the moors.
Arrived at last, over cattle grids and
bumpy uphill tracks. The bees have travelled well, no escapees, but a very
angry buzz coming from the hives.
|Six hives unloaded, all I have to do now is to open up the hives and….RUN!|