Thursday, May 19, 2011

Of Bees and Worms

I'm usually obsessed with something, and lately my boiling, intense energies have been focused with laser-like intensity on bees. For my birthday this year, I got a Langstroth hive and 2 lbs of bees. I thought I was going to vibrate out of my skin waiting for my tiny ladies to arrive. They were over a week late and I was FREAKING. According to the sour, angry old man that I ordered the bees from, I didn't get a tracking number. He grouched, "Do you know how many people buy bees every spring?" As a matter of fact, I had no idea! Four? Thirty-eight? A thousand? It was certainly my first time, and instead of properly educating myself by attending beekeeping classes and going to beekeeping club meetings, I read a book and a dozen web sites written by extremist hippie apiarists. I was totally ready.

Anyway, they did finally arrive, I installed them without incident or stings, and they have been working for ten days now. I confirmed that the queen was laying yesterday, and for the first time in my life I was excited by the sight of larva. Today was the first day without rain in what seemed like years, so I was able to watch them fly in and out of their front door doing their tiny insect jobs. LOOK! They have the CUTEST little pollen saddlebags!

As for worms... I just love them. I don't think I'd like gardening so much if I wasn't so fascinated by worms. Every time I turn over some earth and find a little red wriggler, or a nightcrawler, I get as excited as a five-year-old.

I'm also superstitious about them. I've been trying to dig my entire garden with only an old shovel (that deserves an entire separate post for complaining about), and when I lift up some sod I carefully remove each worm to toss back into the earth. Today, while putting tomato seedlings in my experimental lasagna bed, I pulled aside the cardboard and found a pile of worm castings. It's working! Already the worms are saying "take that, grass!" and are chewing up that smothered grass and turning into super fantastic soil. Go, worms, go!


  1. You just started and it's already awesome. I love it, especially your intro. There are enough "perfect" people blogs--I want to read about your funny smelling kids, slapped together food with pronounceable ingredients, half-assed garden, and see pictures taken with a cheapo camera--AND your bees!

  2. Thank you, Wendy! I'm really excited to start this, and I appreciate the feedback. I used to be discouraged because there was no way we could ever be so hip and perfect as those other lifestyle bloggers, and then I realized that it's okay, that we are pretty fun the way we are!