This is an interesting post from Stephen in the U.K.
With the tall “Sweet Lavender” aster now in flower, the asters are still the main attraction.
The carder bees’ colour may be fading but they love the tiny flowers of the “Sweet Lavender”
The asters are the best place to see the bee action.
There are still a lot of butterflies around like this Small Copper (Lycaena phlaeas) and they join the bees.
I decided to visit my Mulberry as we have had no rain for some time and it was never watered during the dry summer.
The leaves change to a beautiful gold in the autumn and this year is no different, thankfully.
I was standing admiring the Mulberry when I noticed a huge dragonfly on the leaves basking in the sunshine. I rushed back to the house, got my camera, came back and it was still there! Such a difference from photographing bees or butterflies!
It is a Southern Hawker (Aeshna cyanea) and much more impressive than the little brown damselflies that were in the garden at the same time.
Another find was a mass of these toadstools growing under the debris in a border I was clearing. Sorry I had no time to find or speculate on a name as there is too much to be done outside at the moment.
I have decided to do more vegetables this winter. So apart from the usual broad beans, brussel sprouts and leeks, I have added onions, carrots, cauliflower and Romanesco brocolli. This is just an experiment brought on by following Notre petit jardin Breton. They make so much use of their garden that I felt I should make more effort. If the slugs and snails are unkind to me it could be a short experiment and I will stick to the easier option of tomatoes and courgettes in the summer.
I have been harvesting my surprise crop of Goji berries but I am still unable to develop a taste for them. I decided to dry them as they are usually sold in “raisin” format. I pricked them first and them set them to dry at a low temperature in the oven. I managed to get them to look like raisins but they still remained too juicy to consider storing them. They did taste marginally better. The birds have not touched them yet.
The birds get pretty spoiled in the garden as Kourosh feeds them every morning and we have gleaned sunflower heads for them from the fields that have already been harvested. Obviously they taste better than Goji berries.
It must all be a matter of taste or availability. I have masses of this white erigeron growing all round the paths and walls but it attracts no pollinators. Then I saw this honey bee feeding on it. Will she have a problem when she gets back to the hive with the nectar? Will her sisters say, “Why did you collect that when there are loads of asters out there?”
The Cosmos is still blooming…
and there is still plenty of sunshine to enjoy a break from clearing the borders. October has been a good month in the garden, so far.
This is Poppy our largest honey bee colony, at the moment. We have a muzzle in front of her to protect her, somewhat, from the relentless Asian hornets. About ten days ago I caught sight of what I thought was a leaf on the floor of the muzzle but on closer inspection I could see it was an enormous moth. Some bees were on its abdomen and the moth looked lifeless, as if it had given up without much of a battle.
I slid the floor open and recovered the moth. There was no doubt to the identity of the moth but it was its beauty, even in death, that amazed me.
This is Acherontia atropos, the Death’s-Head Hawk -moth, le Sphinx tête de mort.
Velvet would go part way in describing its coat. It made me think more of a tiger pelt. I felt a great sympathy for this creature that has no compunction in entering bee hives and stealing their honey (as a beekeeper my cheeks redden at this point.) It has been noticed that four long-chain fatty acids are produced by these moths in the same concentration and ratio as in cuticle extracts of honey bees and it has been proposed that this could provide the moths with a “odour disguise” to escape detection as a non-bee intruder.
Dead moths have been found in bee hives, so whatever ploys are used by the moths, they are not always successful. I do not think Poppy was duped by the intruder and it looked as if he was being stung by the bees. The quantity of honey that even such a large moth would consume would not endanger the colony as the visit is a short, sharp raid.
I did call the moth “he” as I do believe he is male as I have found a curious brake mechanism that allows the male moths to couple their front and rear wings to allow greater flexibility in movement for mating. He should also have fluffy male scent glands but he is so generally fluffy that I cannot say I could identify them.
Both the males and females are of similar size and this one measured 12 cm. (4.7 inches) across the wing tips and 6 cm. (2.4 inches) from top to tail.
Another curious fact about this moth is that it can squeak! (That is when it is alive.) There is a short video on YouTube (37 sec.) https://youtu.be/ITh0TgJ8a6Y if you would like to hear it.
I had already coincidentally taken a baby photograph of the moth in August. Already a beauty, as caterpillars go.
In August I had no idea that I would find an adult in a hive.
They are not a welcome arrival in most peoples’ gardens.
When I invert the photograph the death’s head can be seen clearly and the image has always brought with it fear of evil portents. The traditional solution is to asperge the site with holy water but Poppy is on her own against the hornets and devil’s moth, let’s hope she is not superstitious.
It was first Violette and then pissenlit that we lost in May after they swarmed. In each case the story was the same. The colonies came out of winter very strong, but a week or so after they swarmed, the new queens did not manage to develop the colonies well.
I saw a bundle of bees on the grass in front of the hive
On close inspection Amelia and I saw the queen right in the middle, with the bees protecting her.
The story seems to have been similar with other beekeepers. I talked to another beekeeper near us with 44 hives and she had lost 11 colonies after they swarmed.
So, despite the fact that in May and June we collected 10 swarms and gave them all away, we started the summer in our own apiary with only 3 hives. Unfortunately when August came, the bees were once again attacked by the Asian hornets and I had to instal the modified muzzles with larger grills (1cm x 1cm) in front the hives to protect them. The hornets still come and take a few bees, but at least the rest are not so stressed.
The acacias flowered and then the chestnut trees all around our house. They were followed with the sunflowers. Just a short distance away I could look through the woods and see the fields of sunflower
A short walk and there laid before us the yellow field
We did check the individual flower heads, and true enough, our bees were busy.
At 6.45 am on 21st August Amelia and I removed the frames from the supers of all three hives and placed each of them in a separate plastic box and took them to my friend, Michel’s house for extraction. Michel was standing in the garden, waiting for us.
The first stage was taking each frame and removing the wax before placing them in the centrifuge. It was, however, immediately obvious that we had two distinct colour of honey; the darker one containing more chestnut honey was even more viscous. So we tried to keep the darker honey separate.
Once the wax was removed we saw beautiful glistening honey.
Soon after placing the frames in the centrifuge and starting the motor, the honey started to flow.
It is something truly amazing about honey. Depending on the flowers near us, we get different colour as well as different flavour of honey each season. Even the honey of our friend Michel who lives only a kilometre away is distinctly different from ours.
Last year we had really yellow honey that obviously a large proportion of which came from the sunflowers. Only two or three jars are left from last year. We gave a lot away and now I wish we had kept more for ourselves as the flavours of the individual honeys are so different and the yellow honey would bring sunshine into the winter days.
Last year’s honey is on the left of the picture below, with this years dark and light honey in jars. The second jar from left is our spring 2017 honey, which comes mostly from the spring flowers and also the rape seeds.
At the moment my favourite desert is the natural yogurt that Amelia serves with our own raspberries and a drizzle of this year’s honey. Delicious!
So another season has finished and a new season for the bees has started. We will do everything we can to protect our bees this winter and hope that the winter will also be mild and mellow for all of you.
I saw this on Murtagh’s Meadow who had re-blogged it.
It struck a chord. Natural spaces around us in France are being insidiously nibbled away and natural areas and woodland cleared.
WILDEN MARSH NATURE RESERVE AND THE LAGOON FIELD
Walking through a sunny Falling Sands Nature Area this morning, I looked up at the new houses along the top of the high Lower Stour Valley bank thinking of the marvellous view some of the residents have of Wilden Marsh. I am thankful that the River Stour and Worcestershire and Staffordshire canal is acting as a barrier between the marsh and the housing and residential estates along the west bank. The site of the old sugar factory is now a new combined housing and residential estate in the final stages of completion.
We are now faced with the threat of the Lagoon Field being turned over to residential/industrial use. The thought is terrifying! It would be a huge mistake and very bad news for Wilden Marsh Nature Reserve and the south to north wildlife corridor it is part of. I am unable to come to terms with the fact that this development…
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On 7th May, we lost our brave Violette.
For those of you that might be interested to know, in April I wrote that our favourite hive, Violette, swarmed. The swarm arrived happily in a nuke that we had placed on the roof of the old chicken coop and subsequently we transferred her to the end of the garden where we keep our hives.
Two weeks later we noticed a small bundle of bees on the ground, in front of Violette. We suspected that the new queen was among them as I had read that sometimes on return from her nuptial flight she is so tired and heavy that she cannot fly well.
So I decided to gently pry the bees to see what I could find. “There she is!”, Amelia noticed.
I lifted the queen gently and placed her in front of the hive entrance. She walked in and soon the rest of the bees followed her inside. Unfortunately, this happened three times, over two days. Each time she appeared to have tumbled out of the hive. Something strange was definitely happening.
So a couple of days later, on Sunday 7th May, we prepared the smoker to open up Violette. There was no need to use the smoker, as the hive was completely empty. No bees to be found, dead or alive.
I spoke with a couple of very experienced beekeepers who told me that they too have had hives completely empty. They believe that whilst outside the hive they must have been poisoned and subsequently died. We found three closed queen cells in Violette and opened them to see fully formed queens, abandoned by the bees. There was no visible sign of disease on the bees before. We found it strange that a week earlier the hive was full of bees and then nothing. No bees!
The swarm that we had collected from Violette in a six frame nuke, however, was so busy that for a couple of nights we saw some bees staying outside the hive at night. It appeared that there was no room in the inn.
As we had the smoker ready we opened up the nuke, and found out that she had very large brood on both sides of five frame, and a lot of bees moving around. We quickly transferred to a full ten frame hive, plus a super. She is now called Iris.
Violette’s frames were all destroyed in case of any illness, or transfer of any possible poison.
But nature is what it it is and we have to accept that sometimes we win and sometimes we lose.
The two pairs of blackbirds in the back garden appear to have each raised two chicks and the fledglings are ravenous.
The large poppy seeds that I planted at the edge of the vegetable garden last year and they did not grow then, are now in flower and are loved by the bumblebees as well as our honey bees (and of course by us!)
The phacelia that self-seeded from last year’s planting is also well loved by bumblebees and the honey bees.
So as consolation, I made a cup of coffee for Amelia with a little chocolate bunny. “But who is sitting in my chair”, she cried!
The little tree frog, our daily visitor, was nonplussed by our intrusion.
Warning! This blog has a high bee content so only if you are interested in the bees as well as the garden :).
My bee houses have been rewarding me with lots of activity from the Osmia cornuta in the past weeks. I’m sure they don’t need any help to find hollow nesting places but when they choose my hollow bamboo canes or drilled-out wood I have the pleasure of watching their antics.
The first I know that some bees have hatched is the frantic activity of the males. This 17 second video gives you an idea of what it looks like.
I admire the tenacity of the males who guard the holes against all comers. You can get the idea in this 16 second video.
The male can be easily recognised by the little tuft of white hair on his head. They are around several weeks before the females eventually hatch and then the excitement really mounts.
The mating is not an elegant affair and this pair managed to get stuck in…
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