Summertime bee blues…

So I was a happy bee-keeper for about 3 weeks! It seemed such a good idea; you allow  a beekeeper to keep his hive in your garden in exchange for some honey.

But…yesterday the colony took wing and scarpered…

And set up shop in a nearby bush!

When they swarmed, my entire garden was filled with a loud humming noise, and I stood in the middle of a cloud of bees! I was almost weeping; with the beauty and excitement of it,  but also with the sadness of loss. I knew they were off.

Later on when I looked  into the hive, I quite understood their decision to move out

Instead of being attached to the top of the box, the combs were scattered on the floor. I am not sure how this came about, but what a mess!

You can see one sad little bee, trying to look after the brood cells…

So I say Goodbye to my bee dream for now. I hope they find a new home in time to produce enough honey to survive the winter.

This is when they first arrived to my garden

About Anna

I am a ceramic sculptor living on the South coast near London, England. My work is influenced by my experience of the earth as a living being and seeing how we are all connected with eachother and with the things that surround us. I create ceramic torsos using molochite clay which I often smokefire in galvanised dustbins. I also make House Gods to protect and amuse, and Fat Birds - little smokefired sculptures that tell the story about what it is like to be a fat bird at peace with its surroundings.
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3 Responses to Summertime bee blues…

  1. what an amazing experience! It’s wonderful when they accept you as part of the hive. Bees once built a hive within the walls of a flat I was living in (old, single on its own unit) & they’d hum me to sleep of a night, always part to allow me up the stairs. They were killed by an early blast of summer heat – they’d built the hive on the western facing wall and there was no shade. It was terrible – mountains and drifts of dead bees. It was the only time I got stung, after the queen had died and all the workers were flying, panic stricken & dying.


    • Anna says:

      Wow! Sung to sleep by bees…, stuff of a fairy tale. Unfortunately, ‘my’ bees have now left – I really am devastated but equally determined to learn more. Next time I have bees, I’ll run the show on my own. Something went wrong when they were transferred into the hive by the guy who owns them and I know to little to do anything about it. x


  2. pimpmybricks says:

    What a lovely-sad post. I can completely understand why you’re so devastated that they’re gone. There’s something uniquely special about living with or near other species. I hope you’ll try again, and write about it here when you do. PP


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