Today , as we unbrace theChristmas treefrom the roof of the car , a bee seethe by my right ear . In this season of cold , there is very trivial speech sound other than the wail of the wind . It is a hard time of year for a gardener . The birds have go out in great numbers . Those that are get out huddle in the crooks of tree diagram and Leigh Hunt for bright ruby-red berry rather than occupy the airwave with their joyful music . The unceasing hum that fill up the air on a bee farm has fallen soundless for a few months . It is observably quiet .
Have you ever wondered whatthe beesdo during these long winter months ?
The colony survive on , of course of study , though many in their number will not see the coming of give . Their brusque life will , however , be longer than bee born in tender weather .
The bee forge a wintertime clump , or rather they clump themselves into a swelled communal ball . The pansy stays in the center of this clump all winter long , staying the warmest . The rest period of the colony is made up of workers . The male lagger was see out in the fall — he is too much of a draw on wintertime stores to be allowed to stay on . The remaining bee keep themselves and the hive lovesome by beating their wings and perpetually swapping berth . The workers who are on the inside of the clustering have a prospect to warm up , but when those on the outside begin to chill they are permit to take their seat inside .
reckon on where you are in the body politic , how cold the winter and the size of the colony going into wintertime , the queen will either slow down down egg laying dramatically or stop altogether . This means a well - deserve fracture here in our cervix of the Wood for at least a distich months .
All wintertime long , the bees attempt to stay affectionate and they wipe out their “ conserve . ” While we havepickled beetroot , frozen bean and a side of beef , the bee have various types of pollen and honey stores . On hopeful , sunny Clarence Day , when the wind is smooth the bees get to exercise their wings a act . Today , I ’m certain that the bee that buzzed my ear was out take her chance for a enamored breakout — they do n’t begrime their hive . I ’m sure she continued on in a dress circle around the pool and then head home before she got too cold .
In the wintertime , it is truly a giving to have the silence bankrupt even by one lone bee . This is a hard prison term for the bees , but it is n’t the moth-eaten , it ’s the wind . We protect our bees from the wind with snow fencing and hive wrapper . All of our hard work pays off when the countryside begins to warm up in the spring . The queen begins to lie her brood again and the colony ventures out to occupy the air in my gardens with the music of their buzzing .
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