A New Hope

We named our new queen, who has a green spot, Hope. And she was aptly named - she's brought hope back to me as a beekeeper. As some of you know, my first 11 months of beekeeping were tumultuous at best.

Yesterday was a huge change. I just wanted to check both hives to make sure there was plenty of larvae.

My smoker stayed lit. My bees were calm. There were lots of bees. Larvae was plentiful. No bees flew in my face. I didn't get stung.

And in one moment with Hope's hive open, looking down at her and watching a forager doing the waggle dance - I got it. I really got it. This is how beeing is suppose to be.

And it is a beautiful thing.