Crop Dusters

As I sit here I can hear the cropdusting helicopters going back and forth over fields nearby.  

As a state registered Apiary, you would think that I would receive a courtesy call so that I could keep my bees in for the day.  

Not a word.  

I believe that this is the "it" that breaks the camel's back.  I've struggled for years and years and sunk who knows how much money into my bees and there are just too many variants against them.  

I will do my best to keep my bees alive and healthy and will hopefully be able to collect honey from them.  Who know?  Maybe the apiary will be successful and expand?  

But, if the hives die, they will not be replaced.  

It has just become too heartbreaking. 

A Little Warrior

Check out this little warrior.  

I've been incubating eggs.  One hatched early and somehow this little girl (I hope it's a girl) got a hole in her egg shell.  

I did the unthinkable and helped her out because the inner coating had obviously dried out and she wasn't going to do it herself.  

I though I had killed her because she just lay on the bottom of the incubator curled, panting, and barely moving.  

I thought this morning I would have to dispose of her little body.  

She surprised me!  

She is feisty and and pecking at the wall and today will be moved out under the heat lamp with  (I hope) her sister!  

Her name is "Warrior"!