–William Shakespeare
Apparently, Shakespeare thinks we aren't worthy of honey.. who cares what he thinks, right?
The home we purchased came with a birdhouse on the tree in the backyard, matching paint color with the house of course. We were excited when we first moved in because we could see something inside, and assumed that since it was a bird house, it must be a nest... man, were we waaaay off. After about 2 weeks of looking for birds, we realized it was actually honeycomb, with a quickly multiplying swarm of bees to go with it. This past week, it had gotten to the point where we were afraid to let Nova out in the backyard, or even we were afraid to go out there. In all actuality, I think we were less afraid and moreso intimidated. Friends have given us different suggestions about what to do: eventually the swarm would abandon the comb, shoot the hose at it and then run inside real quick, bees are endangered so dont have them killed, they'll swarm and kill you like in the movie My Girl so have it removed ASAP, etc. Everyone had an opinion, and we didn't know what to do, so yesterday we started doing some research and calling around.
Meet our birdhousebeehive and then watch it meet its demise:
How to have a beehive removed:
1) Find a crazy person with a spacesuit, a tall ladder, a hammer, a crowbar, a hefty bag, and some ginormous guts:
2) Stay inside and take pictures through the blinds.
3) Have crazy guy... we mean, "the professional"... put the very tall ladder up to the hive:
4) Continue to watch safely from inside, questioning things such as, can bees sting through that jumpsuit, what's in that can in his pocket with the John Deere logo on it, why do beekeeper suits look so much like spacesuits, what if the bee suit has a hole, how much would someone have to pay you to do this, how crazy do you think this guy really is, if he plays with bees in a bee-proof suit do you think he'd play with sharks in a shark-proof suit, etc:
5) Watch him stuff rags in the holes, and question why he's doing that... as if we know of a better way to do this:
6) Make inappropriate jokes, amongst yourselves, about 2 stuffed holes here:
7)Laugh at his insanity some more:
8) Begin to question what happens to all of the bees he's leaving behind:
9) Adios beehivebirdhouse!
So, it's successfully removed! Yay! But wait a minute... what about that swarm he left behind? He told us the rest of the bees should be dispersed by Thursday. The key phrase being should be. Luckily, he says he'll come back and spray some more anti-bee juice (that's a technical term) if they aren't.
We want to touch on something for our earth-friendly friends. We're going to be honest: we're not sure what's going to happen to those bees. We did the most research we could about having those bees relocated to a nice bee farm (again, technical term), so someone could harvest their honey but that sort of thing just doesn't happen. We do feel really bad because of the whole bee population declining thing, but we were informed that beekeepers work very hard to keep a clean and healthy colony, and that wild bees are often riddled with mites. So, friends, we did what we could, and there is a chance that "the professional" will release them if he can find a suitable spot in the wild, but what's most important is that Nova is now safe to play in her big backyard again :)
"Let me play outside, please!" (Nova has manners)
