These last several weeks have seen me obsessed with bees as usual. I guess it’s been a little over the top, as both my wife (Holly) and my daughter have asked me recently to, “STOP TALKING ABOUT BEES!!!!” Not that they mind discussing bees from time to time. However, it has been hard to control my excitement while reading Langstroth – “On the Hive and the Honey-Bee”. It is a book that every beekeeper should think about reading and/or listening to the audio version. Anyway last Thursday 4/12/2012 Holly, had had it with me. She informed me that I was not to talk about bees. I took that to mean a 24 hour period so I tried to oblige her. After failing miserably within an hour or two and having to be reminded to shut up, I went to bed and didn’t think about it anymore. The next day was Friday the 13th. I got up and went to work as usual. There was nothing out of the ordinary that occurred ALL DAY! After returning home I immediately began working on swarm traps. Holly came outside to say hello and I immediately began talking about …… you guessed it “bees as usual”. She reminded me of her mandate, and I quietly continued what I was doing. That is when Friday the 13th took action to punish me. I took one step from the driveway into the grass and my foot fell upon a freshly deposited dog pile. So if your spouse or others tell you to give the bee talk a rest every once in a while, heed this warning. Friday the 13th may give you a surprise!
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