A perfect day for messing about with the bees for the first time. My group's hive is a fairly poor one- no supers, and in the top brood box there was less than half a frame of honey, so we're going to be feeding them honey instead of harvesting it. But the bees were demoralized enough to be wonderfully good-tempered and we pulled the hive apart and explored it. There are few things as beautiful as a frame covered with honeybees, old-gold and black, huddled together in filigree. We didn't find the queen but we got to see a new worker just as it was emerging. However, I hate bee gauntlets with the venom of a thousand stings, and will be going bare-handed as soon as I think I can get away with it.
There's a white pine tree outside the chemistry building, so I stole some plastic bags from the dairy and spent my free fifteen minutes gathering shats to use in the smokers. The pine smoke smells wonderful; like forest and family. Also, It turns out that
The afternoon was just too nice to crawl into my bed and nap after class, so instead I pulled out my hammock and had a nice rest under the fruit trees on the Mall, eating homemade oatmeal chocolate cookies and reading a Victorian travelogue. Four different people expressed desire for a hammock of their own, and that was just while I was awake!
When it began to get chilly in the shade I trudged back home. I have quite a bit of homework, writing, and 'net stuff to do, but if it stays this nice tomorrow I think I'll try an all-day bike ride.
And life goes on, always.
thankful