Solace at Cripple Creek

The sun came out and everything changed. We’re getting outside, using the solar cooker, and getting the bees ready for Spring.

The bees swarmed. Again.

The world says “Summer!”
But the piece of paper on the wall says “Still Spring!”

Good weather means the birds and the bees! Too bad about the pesky parasites.

Our hives are alive, long live the Queens.