Tomorrow is my surgery. I REALLY don’t want to think about my surgery, so let me tell you about Betsy and her bees.
This is Betsy. We’ve been friends for a LONG time. She’s a very smart, very hardworking internist, she’s Danny’s godmother, and she really likes learning about new things. Her passion for learning has to be in the top fifty of the list of the qualities I most admire about Betsy.
Betsy and her family are going to be taking care of George this week. I know they would have happily driven down to get him, but I thought seeing the new hives would be a good distraction for me today, so I went.
Above is a photo of an observation hive. Betsy can take one panel out of the big white hives and put it in the glass observation hive to take it places and teach kids about beekeeping.
We got to see the nectar, the pollen, the larvae, and lots more things that I can’t remember the technical names for. But her kids have acquired a bee vocabulary like my kids can identify various kinds of wools and assorted fiber processing tools.
Sam, in the jeans, got suited up to help put the panel of bees and honeycomb back in the big white hive. The little guy on the right is Betsy’s youngest, Rom.
Can you see the metal bowl of water on the bench by the hive? I thought it was odd that Betsy had let some kid put packing peanuts in the water bowl for that hive. Turns out that the packing peanuts float on the water and give the bees a safe dry place to land when they need to get a drink. Now isn’t that more interesting to think about than surgery?
I learned something else from Betsy’s kids today, too. Get this: Feeding George is JUST LIKE feeding a horse. You know I’m not an animal person, but Betsy’s kids have spent a good chunk of their lives on their grandfather’s farm in the mountains, so I assume they know what they’re talking about.
Here’s what happened: Today is Callie’s birthday (the next one up from Rom) and so they had made cupcakes to share with us when we dropped off George. Callie and Rom decided to feed George, and they discovered that if you put the bits of cake IN his mouth, he bites. But if you put the food on your palm, with your hand out really flat, and your fingers back, George will use his mouth to take the bite without chewing on your fingers. Just like a horse!
Horses, bees, babies… they’re going to have a busy week up there for sure. Last time George was up with them, the bigger girls were awesome about keeping us all informed about George’s adventures through the comments… maybe they’ll do that again this time.