Upon today’s hive inspection I have one very clear realization: I have no idea what I’m doing.
Why on earth did I think I could manage a hundred-thousand bees? I am not as smart as I look.
Seriously, I get in there with those bees and all those cells and eggs and larvae and brood and nectar and honey and pollen and whatever else the hell goes on in those alien worlds and everything I think I know disappears. Then I realize that I know nothing.
I keep asking the bees to forgive my clumsiness. They seem to. I hope they can teach me.
One thing I do know: Those foundationless frames work great! Look what my wonderful Girls of Summer did with the foundationless frames I gave them a week ago (and started from popsicle sticks as described in an earlier post):