This past Saturday Bill and I started clearing out the debris from the site of my fabulous future bee yard. My original plan was to construct a yard that was 50 feet wide and 30 feet deep, but we scaled that back once we started moving logs to a more comfortable and less back-breaking 48 x 24 to avoid the largest of the log mountains.
It seems that the committee of my beekeeping friends and I chose the former owner’s firewood-cutting area as the perfect location for the new bee yard. It really is the ideal spot – close to the barn yet far away enough to give the yard sunlight from dawn till dusk, with lots of room for the bees to fly out over the pasture to seek forage without having to traverse driveways or people-congregating areas.
The spot was 3-feet deep in piles of wood in various stages of either being split or decaying. One big piece would weigh 10 pounds, having been dessicated by the sun, and its neighbor would weigh 75 pounds.
Bill and I delved in to our work. Bend from the knee, clutch the slab, pick it up, stagger 20 yards away, drop the slab. Miss the toes. Pick up another. Before we knew it, we had the entire area picked clean! There were some really tough spots, where we had to move a couple of old beams from the barn and also some trunks that required rolling.
The one thing that remains in the space is the bucket from a (very large) backhoe. I am hoping the voice mail I left for Mr. Tenant will be heeded and the bucket will be removed by this coming weekend. If not it will become giant, rusty bee yard statuary.
P.S. – Today is June the 14th. It is Flag Day. Make sure you proudly display the red, white and blue today, and remember those who have given their lives so that we can be free to pursue happiness. And beekeeping.