Diva Dripping in Honey: Harvesting the Gold

Reader Contribution by Muck Boot Diva
Published on October 30, 2011
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A few weeks ago when the MWM was pushing to harvest our honey — Lash, our Bee Sensei, taught him a great lesson:  Patience!  Beekeepers must be patient and wait for the bees to cap the honey comb before they remove it. Lash told the MWM (as he made him TAKE BACK the supers the first time) that if you remove the super of honey prior to the bees sealing the honey it will ferment or be “green” which will cause customers to nitpick. So, he told us not to remove the honey combs until all frames were completely capped.

Well, the Diva is a wife – and all wives like to say those four little words time and again – you know – “I TOLD you so…”  Yup.  Those were the words.  The MWM was not happy.  We took the supers back, and he put them back on the hives.  Now, the bees were happy.

Do you think we listened to our bee Sensei after that?  Not completely.  We left the supers there for another few weeks, but we are living between two states and don’t have the time for all that patience. So, Lash and Pat were very kind and allowed us to put our three supers in their drying room for a couple weeks until they were totally sealed.

You know — the bees aren’t going to freely hand over their honey to you. They take great offense to robbers in great white suits taking their gold on the run. You have to figure out some way to remove the bees from their honey first.

Some beekeepers use leaf blowers to blow the bees away, some use smelly stink products which is a chemical and not the natural route in my eyes, some people use a bee escape which I hear works well. But, the MWM and I decided on the old-fashioned way: pick up each full frame of honey and just brush the bees off. After which, he’d throw a wet towel on the cleaned off frame and hope they didn’t watch where we hid it. 

Well, our bees were just a little too smart for that. Lash and the MWM put all that apple mush from our cider pressing the previous week behind the hive. The bees were all watching us from what I liked to call the “bar” as the mush was surely fermented by then. I thought, “Great.  A bunch of drunk bees and me – perfect together.” Not.

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