The most excitement is in the bee yard. A new package, 3 pounds of bees and a queen, was installed in one hive on Friday evening. A call from a friend and beekeeper led to catching and installing a huge swarm in the other hive on Sunday! Back in business as an active beekeeper.
One photo shows the swarm bees gathering on the outside of the hive before marching in to join the queen. The other shows thousands in the air just after I dumped the box of bees into the open top of the hive, before they realized the queen was inside. Catching swarms is easily my favorite part of beekeeping, so it was a great day.
Plants, animals, and people living in Coastal North Carolina are influenced by large, shallow bodies of water, called "Sounds." The Sound's daily influence can be a challenge or a gift. The word "sound" also means "in good condition; not damaged, injured, or diseased." Sound Harvest and Garden will try to reflect both those meanings, as I aim for sound vegetables, herbs, chickens, eggs, and ornamentals, all from my home by Core Sound.
Monday, March 26, 2012
Springing to life
Monday, March 12, 2012
Chard!
The chard is a great carryover crop from the fall planting, but it is not alone. My potatoes and peas are up! Seems spring is here, after, what? Not winter as we know it, but apparently all the winter we are going to get. I'll hopefully be planting more spring crops, a bit late, this coming weekend.
Oh, and for those of you wondering, Hilda the hen died last week, seemingly peacefully and after being sick for only two days. The other three ladies are doing well, and again we have more eggs than we know what to do with. Goodbye Hilda, our sweet red hen.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
A Week of Losses
Even harder is that Hilda, my sweet red hen, is probably dying. Nothing infectious it seems, no sign of respiratory or intestinal problems. She had had a slowly developing, hard knot in her neck for a couple of years, and it has grown in the last few months. An impacted or infected crop? Maybe. Sunday she was scratching and hopping about and eating, Monday evening she was too weak to get up to her coop. She is getting weaker and weaker. I move her in at night and out to a private coop - where she lived with the others when she was a pullet - during the day. Anything else, it seems, would be extending the process of death, not her life. This morning I thought she was gone, but found she had a tiny bit of warmth still in her feet and under her body where she would have brooded eggs. I gently lifted her to a nest of straw in the separate coop, placed fresh chickweed next to her head, in case something about its essence might soothe her, and left her there. I don't know if she will still be alive when I get home today.
Such a sad week.