Our first swarm of the season moved in about two weeks ago. No sweat catching this one-- they came to us! I was late getting the swarm traps out, and somewhere out there a nice sized swarm decided that this looked like a good place to put down roots:
They moved in during the middle of the afternoon, the roar catching our attention. I was working on the house with my cousin Perry (construction whiz and Abercrombie model in Maizy's eyes). We both stopped to watch nature take its course. A hurricane of bees darting every which way; I dared him to walk out in it. Much to my surprise, Perry walked right out and shot some video! Here it is if you want to stand in Perry's shoes.
|"Oh Perry, you're so handsome!"|
So by and by, I finally managed to get the traps out. Nineteen loaded and out the door. Fingers crossed.
As I said in a blog post about this time last year, it's a little like fishing for bees.
I know if I was a scout bee searching for a nice pad, I'd head straight for this box. Just look at those locust blooms!
|Black Locust trees in full bloom!|