The Bellerive Bees

Blessed

Midwest winters can be hard. The last bit of green obliterated by the snow. The beauty of snow riddled with soot deteriorating into slush. Fierce nights. As I glance out window as temperatures hover around zero I see the bee hives buried in snow. All during the fall I had chastised myself for not getting…

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The Red Barn

A few weeks ago I went with Michael to pick up a package of bees near Winfield. One of my hives had died out after an unexpected snowstorm in March. They were my favorite hive–Carniolan bees, gentler than the Minnesota hygienic Italian bees I usually raise. It was a dreary day with heavy skies and…

The Bellerive Bees

Joy in the Unexpected

On Saturday I was thinking about setting out the leaf lettuce in the studio garden and on Sunday I awoke to a day-long snowstorm. Ten inches of snow later, my plans for gardening are postponed indefinitely. It’s time to take joy in the unexpected.