Lark & Vesper
Hefting in the Wolf Moon
Went up after dark, which sounds romantic and was actually just when the luggage scale, the head torch, and I were all free at the same time. Full moon over the harbour, rime on...
The apiary, season by season
Every inspection of Lark and Vesper since the log began, newest first. One honeycomb cell per entry; the seasons do the rest.
Lark & Vesper
Went up after dark, which sounds romantic and was actually just when the luggage scale, the head torch, and I were all free at the same time. Full moon over the harbour, rime on...
Lark & Vesper
October is when a beekeeper stops being a farmer and becomes an epidemiologist. The winter bees being raised right now are the entire colony until March, and every varroa mite riding a pupa is...
Lark & Vesper
Harvest weekend. Clearing boards went under the supers on Thursday evening, and by Saturday morning the bees had politely vacated fifty-odd frames of capped honey, which then had to travel down six flights of...
Lark & Vesper
The lindens along the esplanade opened this week, all forty-one of them more or less at once, and the whole street smells like the inside of a teapot. This is Saltmere's main flow —...
Lark
Found it on frame six of Lark: a queen cell the size of the top joint of my thumb, charged, larva swimming in royal jelly, with four more cups along the bottom bars in...