Catastrophe! Calamity! Comb Collapse!

Bees cover the pile of broken comb

Bees cover the pile of broken comb

The view through the observation windows on our top bar hives isn’t perfect. The combs are, after all, covered in bees (nearly a ‘couch‘, to be precise). Nonetheless, I could see a piece of the pattern that did not fit. I could make out what appeared to be a bit of comb, lying on the bottom of the hive.

Jen in her Bee Garb.  Elastic bands on ankles and wrists, veil tied tight.

Jen in her Bee Garb. Elastic bands on ankles and wrists, veil tied tight.

So we put on our bee garb and went in. There was in fact a piece of broken comb lying on its side on the bottom. In the process of accessing this piece, two combs broke off. Not at the top bar, but partway down. Most of the comb was very soft. The largest was also very heavy with capped and nearly hatched brood. Very sad.

Pollen and honey in this broken comb

Pollen and honey in this broken comb

I laid the broken combs outside the hive below the entrance. Hundreds of bees covered the broken comb. Later it occurred to me that the queen might be in there with them. Uh-oh. This time ungarbed, I gently lifted the combs until, yes, there she was – the large bee with the big red paint dot. I took the lid off, lifted that piece of comb up, pried open the nearest top bars, and did manage to shake the queen into the hive. The rest of the bees migrated back to the hive by dusk.

What a setback for these bees! How do we prevent this from happening again?

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Hanging with our peeps

Scott has two peeps in his vest

Scott has two peeps in his vest

Like babies all over the world, chicks go to bed early. Whereas the big chickens hit the roost around dusk, the babies are in bed with momma by 5pm. For us it’s a great opportunity to hang out with them because 1) we can catch them 2) they’re a little dozey. Especially with momma hen raising them, it’s important that we try to socialize them – get them used to humans being big member of the flock.

Her Fluffiness Sweet Pea

Her Fluffiness Sweet Pea

The evenings are still very cool here, so when we took the babies away from momma last night, we stuffed them in our jackets. Cheep-cheep-cheep! I had Sweet Pea the First and she settled right down under my neck. The more active Blue Orpington kept popping its head between the snaps of Scott’s vest. Scott thinks its a big bother to have a broody hen, but these little babies have been a pleasure to have around.

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“A couch of bees”

One couch of bees

One couch of bees seen through the observation window

Our first bee visitor under 4-ft tall was Kinsey Craig. She’s three. She doesn’t know anything about bees, but she likes honey. When we opened the observation windows, she was impressed with how many bees were inside the hive (so are we). For each hive she said,”There’s a whole couch of bees in there!

Incoming!  Check for orange and yellow pollen in the hind leg pouches

Incoming! Check for orange and yellow pollen in the hind leg pouches

I love it. Bees come in a box of 10,000. We put one in each hive. So 10,000 bees is a couch. Collectively we have two couch of bees (couches?). How many couches will be have in a few weeks when the first brood hatches??

Mid-day activity at the top bar hive entrance

Mid-day activity at the top bar hive entrance

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Baby Chicks: The Poopy Butt Problem

Sweetpea Fluffy II softening her stool

Sweetpea Fluffy II soaking her butt

Occasionally (OK, we’ve had one in every batch) a chick will develop a ‘poopy butt’. Little poop balls become stuck to the fluff by her vent (the all-purpose exit hole), eventually binding up the vent itself. I treat this by sticking her wee butt in warm water, then massaging the poop balls off with a Q-tip until the entire area, including the vent, is clean. A follow-up Q-tip with mineral oil (vegetable oil?) prevents further immediate build up.

Sweetpea Fluffy II (so-named by our chick-sitter Kelly D) developed a poopy butt last week. Unlike previous chicks who were understandably traumatized by so much attention, SPII was quite calm. She stood in the warm water, dozing slightly, while her butt soaked. The Q-tip she didn’t like so much, but I couldn’t blame her. I checked her out a few days later and the problem has no re-occurred.

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