Its Honey Harvest Day! The weather is okay – not as hot as last year, but warm enough, and critically no rain or wind. We are a team of four (five if you count Flat Stanley), myself, Jean-Phi, his sister Beatrice and her friend Patrice. The question on everybodys’ lips is ‘Will there be much honey?’
After a thorough equipment / clothing check and a run though of responsibilities, we head for Jean-Phi’s hives. He is on Frame Extraction duty, I have control of the Smoker (as well as being Helper of the Tools), Patrice stands guard over the extracted frames and ensures that they are hidden away from the bees, Beatrice is Chief Photographer.
The honey quantity question is soon answered at the first hive – the frames are gloriously, abundantly full to busting. The first hive yielded 9 frames packed to capacity.
And the second hive was equally productive. The bees were calm, and certainly didn’t seem to object to us pilfering the fruits of their labour.
So with all the frames from two super Supers purloined, all the kit was loaded into the cars and its off to my house to see if my bees have fulfilled their brief just as impressively.
Rather annoyingly, Jean-Phi’s girls outperformed mine – but there was still honey to be had. This year the sunflowers were quite a bit further away than last year. And was there indeed competition from the mobile hives?
So, all the frames gathered in – its off to the Extracting Room…
Honey Harvest Part Two coming very soon!
And Flat Stanley tells his side of the story.
Do you not think you should have included a photo of your injury to show how dangerous this is!!
I wasn’t going to mention my bee sting, and there certainly won’t be a picture – it is NOT a pretty sight.
Those are some beautiful frames of honey.
I agree – its almost sacrelegious to start cutting them with a knife. At least after extraction the cell structure is still there – ready and waiting to be filled up next season.