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The Land of Milk and Honey

Cooking with Honey

by Laurie Dotson

What a weekend! Pete installing nucs IMG_1448 Pete and I picked up four Honeybee Nucs, from our friends John George and Terry Eddy, in Plain City, OH. You ask, what are Nucs? I’ll tell you what they are. Nucs are small honey bee colonies created from larger colonies. The term refers both to the smaller size box and the colony of honeybees within it. The name is derived from the fact that a nuc hive is centered around a queen – the nucleus of the honey bee colony. Pete installed our two in our bee yard, while I assisted. It went great so, we decide this is the way to go instead of buying 3 lbs packages of bees. Before we finished in the Bee yard, we feed the new family members sugar and water. Now we let them do what they do best. BEE stuff!

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Nucs with five frames full of bees and a queen

Then we took the other two Nucs to Steve and Jeannie Saum’s bee yard, to install them into empty hives. Pete gets started on the first hive and I start on the second one. Pete’s hive was calm, gentle and easy to install. I opened my box of bees. You would have thought a volcano erupted, with an over flowing of bee lava. All of a sudden, I have bee stinging me through my gloves and clothes. The worst thing that can happen, happens.

My worst nightmares come to life. Two or three bees find their way up into my veil. I can feel one crawling on my neck and   then   comes the  “bleeping” sting.  Holy, moly! it hurts and the burning begins. It’s at that point, I need to get my veil off, while remaining calm. I had no idea how many bees were on me.  I’m telling you it felt thousands of buzzing, angry honeybees ramming into me, diving at me and into my hair, swarming around my head and body!  I started to leave the bee yard to free myself of my veil…I try to  stay calm …walking …STAYING calm… walking faster…then I panic and break into a “run for my life” kind of a run.  I’m running down the Saum’s neighbor’s driveway, heading towards their house.  I’m screaming and whacking at every buzzing noise I hear. Whacks to my face, head, body, arms and legs. That’s when I start ripping my clothes off to rid myself of the bees clinging to my jacket and clothes. I had bees stuck in my hair, crawling up my shirt, and down my under clothes. I ran for the carport to redress and to figure out what the heck,  just happened.  I still had a ton of bee following me.  uugh!

Pete is still watching me and looking at the eruption that just happened. Those bees wouldn’t even let Him install them.  So we left those HOT honeybees for the night and decided to come back the next morning.

ALL in all, I was only stung five times.  One on my neck, two on my wrist, one on my armpit and one on top of my head.   At home, I get out the BEEpothecary Propolis Oil to help with pain and inflammation.  I felt so much better, but few hours later my wrist was swollen, very hot and in painful. At this point, I put on the BEEpothecary Wound Salve, because I know it has soothing and healing herbal oil, in addition to,  propolis. Within a few minutes I feel better and now I can sleep.

The next day, we returned to the angry bees and opened up the box. First thing, Peter gets stung.  We decide to leave them again, only this time with the lid off the box, to let them cool down… A few hours later, with a smoker that was heavily smoking. We were able to install the bees, feed them sugar and leave without a bite.

Whew!  That is done!  I would do it again, because our bees are vanishing and without bees we won’t have food!

We Thank God for the honeybees and all the opportunities we have been given because of them.

Thank you, to each of person who have bought our products, listened to us talk about Bees and BEEpothecary!  We appreciate you and your feed back!  We have been given this moment, to help and promote health through the honeybees.

Your Health…Powered by BEES!

Blessings from Laurie and Pete –

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Psalms 40: 4-5

Blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord, who does not look to the proud, to those who turn aside to false gods.  Many, Lord my God, are the wonders you have done, the things you planned for us. None can compare with you; were I to speak and tell of your deeds, they would be too many to declare.

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Beginner’s Luck

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Psalms from the Hive

by Jeannie Saum

Newbies, beginners, don’t really know what we’re doin’

But we’ll fake it and hope the girls will make it

Without us constantly viewing.

By God’s natural design, they’ll probably do just fine!

Clover, Bee, and Revery

Reverie (revery) –(n.) state of dreamy meditation or fanciful musing; a fantastic, visionary, or impractical idea.

We (did you catch that? WE, not just Steve…guess I’m starting to feel some ownership of this reverie – er project!)  haven’t done a really great job of  staying on top of hive inspections this first year.  We may have bitten off a bit more than we could chew.  Steve planted a huge garden in 3 different locations in the yard that have required much, much tending and weeding.  Can you say – thistles!?  But oh, my do we have tomatoes, and tomatoes, and tomatoes , and beans, and cabbage and onions, and squash, and  . . .   It has to be the great pollination from the bees.  We’ve never had garden production like this.  We’ve spent a lot of time making salsa, and sauce and canning and freezing – Steve more than I.  I only have the summer for all my projects and gardening and household fix -ups and it’s almost time to start getting ready for school, again.

Tomatoes galore!
Tomatoes galore!

Fortunately, despite our limited hive inspections this summer, our hive of bees seems to be doing fine.  We didn’t really know just how to check for mites, but didn’t really see any problems.  We did see a few beetles, but dead ones, at least.

One thing I learned was that bees like curly hair!  I went out without my helmet and veil one time, just to watch, and the bees found me!  At least one got stuck in my hair and buzzed like crazy as I ran around the yard freaking out, yelling and brushing at my hair – trying it get it out.  Of course, in all the commotion, I got stung.  Man that hurt – no fatty flesh to absorb the venom!  I won’t go without a hat, again!

But did you know that they die, once they’ve stung you! Serves ’em right!

Psalm 65

11 You crown the year with your bounty,
    and your carts overflow with abundance.
12 The grasslands of the wilderness overflow;
    the hills are clothed with gladness.
13 The meadows are covered with flocks
    and the valleys are mantled with grain;
    they shout for joy and sing.