One sleepy morning in December, I dozed while Peter watched the news. I overheard that the Vermont Department of Ag had gotten a grant to help encourage and support new beekeepers. Well, I was all over that like Rivers Cuomo on Asians (to use a simile from 1997). I even got an email telling me I was chosen to be part of the grant. This means that the department of ag is gonna foot the bill for half of my new hive of bees.
I was not totally sure I was ready for honeybees. I spent some time reading a few books on beekeeping a few years ago. I was intrigued, but then I would feel bees crawling in my hair at night. This Saturday, I went to an all day class on beekeeping and feel even more intrigued and less skeeved out. Today, even though I learned on Saturday that the beginning of March is sort of too late to start looking for bees, I bought my bees (which like baby chickens arrive in the mail) from a very nice apiary in Texas (beeweaver.com).
I sort of don't know how this will go ... but I am happy to invite more pollinators (who make honey!!!) to our farm.
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