The Beekeepers' Ball

Working on the first annual Beekeepers' Ball. It's an idea I have been hatching mentally for a long time. The BOD approved the feasibility committee. Cross your fingers and look for it in September 2016, as presented by the Barnstable County Beekeepers Association! The intersection of education and entertainment. Good times.

Practice World Bees

It's a beautiful day on Cape Cod. I am practicing world bees. That is a practice that transcends language, like love, yoga, and music. Peace.

Today, I harvested fall honey and should be able to extract this weekend. For sale Monday-ish at Cape Cod Organic Farm.

Cape Cod Beekeeping

A story in the Provincetown Banner about beekeeping on Cape Cod.

And, yes, I am a hip shaking mama.

Lazy days of summer? NOT

Oh, the beekeeper's life's for me.
This summer has been mad, mad, mad fun. I hope you are having a great time. What have you been up to?
Between the Woods Hole Film Festival, The Hooker's Ball, Airbnb, Lobsterfest (at my house), my volunteer work,  and everything else (yes, that too!), I am straight out. It's all good and keeps me out of trouble!
I extracted some honey the other day and it's for sale at the Cape Cod Organic Farm.

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Comb honey and The xx are on my mind. What's on yours?

Camper Bees

So, I am a big mess of freckles, salty hair, and bathing suit strap tan lines...don't you love summer?
Swimming, BBQs, fireworks, new friends-summer on Cape Cod is the best. I am in love with this life.
I have been working with 4-H Camp Farley to have some bee hives (I posted pictures earlier in the year). This is a small article written in our local paper about the project.

A Persian Dream

Rosa rugosa or 'beach' rose

The black locust is blooming...the wild brambles are blooming. The air on Cape Cod is perfumed with these blossoms, salty winds, and Rosa rugosa. It is like a Persian dream.

Black locust

These are the sunny days with cool nights and white linen. Blessed be.
I have been swimming a lot and have gained lots of freckles!  Salty skin, messing around in boats, green grass and warm sunshine.

This time 16 years ago I was pregnant with my Olivia!

It is lovely to have the affection and nurturing support of family, friends, and community. They ask about the bees and are curious about the process. Their interest fuels my interest. I have been reading about pollen production. Do you harvest pollen?

I get lots of feedback about chemicals, due to the professional work I do (serving on the Barnstable County Hazardous Materials Team). This app https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/GrowSmart/id881636448 is appealing to me. It was developed by the hazardous waste folks out in King County, Washington. It is always nice to be noticed...so, I was recently (6/10/14) awarded a "Champion of Toxics Use Reduction" by the Massachusetts State Senate and the State Legislature, along with an official recognition and a citation for my work. My work as a very small business beekeeper is aligned with my "real" job at the county.

Rep. Timothy Madden and me at the State House in Boston

The bees are happy, the black locust is a big nectar push for them! It's been quite dry and I have to be mindful of making sure they get enough water. I use a fish tote and a block of wood for the watering.
Life is beautiful and delightful and full of mystery. #grateful

All my love, Kalliope

Two women

"There's a marked difference between acquaintances and friends. Most people really don't become friends. They become deep and serious acquaintances. But in a friendship you get to know the spirit of another person; and your values coincide. Friends may disagree, but not about serious matters. A friend will stand for you when you are no longer able. A woman can say to herself, "'If I die, I know that my friend, my sister friend will be here to hold up the banner."'
-Maya Angelou
Died May 28, 2014

“One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, "'What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew i would never see it again?”'
― Rachel Carson

Born May 27, 1907

Snapshot

Second deeps on and filled feeder buckets

Gearing up to check the bees

The horse chestnut is blooming on Cape Cod...

Horse chestnut in Sandwich, on Route 6A

As are the bluebells.

This Narrow Land is Paradise.

It all works out for the best

What an action packed weekend!
I went to the Brewster Herring run on Friday, it was totally packed with fish! The shad bush and the beach plum are in bloom, so it's all in synch. Cod cheeks, oyster, quahogs, and Chablis at The Squire was a great start to the weekend. Chatham was crazy busy, like August.

Fish ladder at Stony Brook in Brewster

You know when you say "yes" but you want to say ,"no?" I had that sort of weekend but it turned out fine. The Town of Mashpee had our election, for which I volunteered. It was an early morning, and I saw some lovely people I have done this with in the past, and, voter-people from my town. My warden is someone I have wanted to be friends with for the past couple years but I haven't extended myself. This past election I asked if he was wanted to play this summer and he said "yes!" I look forward to skiffing and gunkholing around Popponesset and learning to tie flies.
Later that same day I went to volunteer at the Woods Hole Film Festival. The movie was, 'The Off Season." A bit of a thriller! I adore WoHo beyond repair and it's always nice to zip down. The weather was beautiful and I kept my top down in the car all weekend.
I checked the bees and they are doing great. Almost ready to put the second deep on. I'll do that before I go to California. I collected some comb for lip balm. Honey lip balm at the farm stand, yo. I filled the feeder buckets in all  but one hive (hive 1 and 4 were not empty). It was nice to hang with the farmer too. We are connected at many different spots, but mostly at the hip.

Kalliope and Farmer Tim

The black locust is blooming, along with lilacs, dogwoods, dandelions, buttercups, autumn olive, and such-like. It's really freaking green, hot and sunny. Yay!
I picked up some asparagus, fingerling potatoes, and flounder for lunch, pan-fried with a lemon, saffron and butter sauce. So good. Between great meals, new friends, happy bees, and awesome Vinyasa Flow, well, life is sweet.
All my love, Kalliope

Honeypot Hives today

Checking on the girls at lunchtime....

The girls are on the Cod!

The girls are all installed at Cape Cod Organic Farm and 4-H Camp Farley. No stings!

Me and Mike Campbell installing the bees at 4-H Farley

It was a fabulous weekend on Cape Cod. Everything is blooming, all the leaves have unfurled, and life is beautiful. This Narrow Land is a flowery and green paradise.
We (Barnstable County Beekeepers Association) distributed over a quarter of a million honeybees on Saturday. It is a subtle transformation of our environment. It was great fun. All the newbees were so excited and curious to pick up their bees. It was great fun volunteering with Miguel, Jan, Claire, Marte, and Lisa.

The two hives at camp, so cute!

 After I installed the bees at CCOF, the farmer and I went to Captain Frosty's. Oh man. That is good stuff. They are a member of Buy Fresh Buy Local Cape Cod. Their food is delicious and fresh. I totally recommend them. Clam cakes and fish sandwich, yummers!

Distributing bees early Saturday morning....Do I look nervous with 225k bees and no protection?

 Mother's Day was wonderful! The weather was perfect, all my spring bulbs are so gorgeous, the air is fragrant, and the sunshine was much needed. All the birds have returned! From my room I can hear the conservation land is alive with nesting, pairing, and eating (woodpeckers!). Mother's Day was filled with spiritual practice, family, and yoga-it was perfect. I had a civilized lunch with my grandfather and my parents at the Landfall, in Woods Hole.By civilized, I mean lunchtime cocktails and lobster. I wore a spring party dress! Dad went swimming (the water is 57 degrees!) after lunch and I took a walk and a nap. My teenager sent me a beautiful card and bee earrings. Like I said, perfect!

The bees waiting for pickup!

I hope you had a good day and, did you get your bees? All my love, Kalliope

Spring-ish!

Spring is in the air...town meeting was last night. It was pretty intense. Almost a complete lack of decorum, which is extremely unusual for my little Cape Cod towne. 

Going to town meeting...with Sarah

Another sign of spring is picking up my milkweed plugs. I am going to plant some at the farm-around the hives, and some on my property. Supporting pollinators is good for all, right on!

I joined the Cape Cod Mushroom club! It's pretty exciting. I adore cooking and eating, exploring my habitat, and  meeting new people, so it's a natural fit. Probably these folks will be interesting too.

Random...Are you loving First Aid Kit? I am!

The countdown--4 days til my Italians get here. Wicked excited to meet my girls!

Beekeep couture from Martha's Vineyard

Hot, sunny Greek day on the coast

It's all in the waiting

The bees have been delayed. Tornadoes in the South, it's still really freaking chilly, who knows? May 1st and I wore my light wool coat tonight. Bees are not fond of wool (or leather, perfume, and such-like, for that matter). In any case, the bees are late and hopefully wool will be obsolete soon.

My baby girl back in the day and my sister on the Tokyo River

Have you ever waited with anticipation? It's sort of delicious and slow, and slightly rough on the nerves. It's also giving me some time  to think, which I enjoy. Resultantly, there will be glitter on the hives. The theme is evolving towards disco hives in the meadow. Keepin' it non-toxic, yo.

Years and years and years ago, I waited for the baby to arrive. She was a loooong time in coming and in the interim waiting weeks I planted hundreds of bulbs in pots (it was November on the South Shore). Today I am waiting for my bees. The hundreds of bulbs I planted  this past November are coming up and blooming, blossoming. It's glorious. Tulips, daffa-down-dillies, grape hyacinths, and globe hyacinths. Ferns (I had a fern obsession two years ago) are unfurling. It's all in slo mo. And, the bees will be here May 10th. It's all good. My mind wanders to spring things like ramps, scapes, Chablis, and pokē. The herring are running.

What happens when bees live in your house

 I am installing seven packages of Italian honeybees, 2 at the local 4-h camp and 5 at Cape Cod Organic Farm. Honeypot Hives is physically located there-against the stone wall, west of the perennial garden, near the arched birch. There is a bench for daydreaming, er, hive observation.
Shaka.

All my love, Kalliope

Happy Earth Day!

Happy Birthday/Earth Day!

Earth Day was born in San Francisco, as was I. I am a day and a year older than Earth Day, being born on the 21st in 1969, but feel deeply connected to it. My work is boots on the ground, collecting hazardous and difficult-to-manage waste. We collected ten tons of it on April 19th!

At the HHW collection on Saturday: Dave, Kalliope, Linda

This past weekend was glorious on Cape Cod. Everything is starting to open up from being closed all winter. A fabulous feast with good friends on Friday started the holiday weekend off beautifully. Easter was spent picnicking at Herring Cove in Provincetown with a dear friend watching whales from the beach. We had a grand time drinking champagne, eating egg salad sandwiches and potato chips while watching whales from the warm sand, it was amazing!

I spent my birthday at the farm, continuing to clear brush from around the stone wall. It was warm, sunny, and quite a lot of bees were flying. The news from The Queen Rearing Program up around the calving barn was they lost a lot of their hives over the winter but I think some of the bees were from that project. I bought several pounds of wildflower seed and am going to sow around the hives. It’s going to be beautiful!

My birthday dinner was with my parents (my mother made bread!), it was sweet and simple. That is how I like it. They both had good news. My mother is publishing her book, Beatchik, on Tuesday, and their company, Crane Herb, has had a lot of good press in the WSJ and Time magazine this week. I am so proud of them!

Today, I am floating, yet grounded-happy and content with the prospect of the next 45 years. Beekeeping, being an environmentalist, having a spiritual program, practicing yoga, being an uplifting parent, cooking, running-it’s all lovely and satisfying. What better birthday/Earth Day gift than enjoying life and experiencing happiness?

All my love,

Kalliope

Future tripping

What about next winter? The good news is I am going to paint the deep boxes and move their location. The bad news is none of the hives overwintered. Admittedly, weeping was on the agenda. It's difficult to accept loss, especially when you have put time, money, and energy into sustaining life. This past winter on Cape Cod was the third coldest on record. It snowed a lot and was often in the single digits. Rough on the bees.

One winter, some years ago, I went to London, to take a course with Simon Buxton (the famous British beekeeper/shaman), and learned quite a lot about synchronicity of life.

Bhramari Devi, Indian Goddess of Bees, she lives in your heart chakra

Putting some action to those words! I was reading about the apiary established at UMass/Amherst in the early 20th century. They overwintered bees in a cellar there. This brought me to a doc published in 1918 on Wintering Bees in a Cellar. At the field station where I work, we are lucky enough to have an entomologist and he is a "mole for research." So, he is digging into it.

University of Massachusetts Apiary, around 1918

The farm where I keep my bees does have a root cellar under the calving barn. Keeping the bees there next winter is a consideration...What do you think? Have you tried this method?

All my love,
Kalliope

Ripping out the roots

This past weekend was glorious on Cape Cod. Seriously, it was Paradise Found. I had my Passion Red Volvo convertible cleaned and waxed, put the top down and WENT. There were oysters, top neck, Monomoy steamers, duck and more. It was great fun. And, fun is good.

This weekend I also started clearing the space for Honeypot Hives at Cape Cod Organic Farm. This spring I am moving the hives to a sunnier, more open location. The space is currently covered with old vines, and the ground is tangled with established weeds, brambles, vines, and such-like. Clearing was hard work. Hard work is hard. It’s easy to want to give up and just have fun. Grand plans with no action is no way to live. That is just not my focus for my life.

A life with intention. My teenaged daughter directed me to a fashion-y blog written by an insightful, beautiful young woman. In this particular blog that Olivia pointed me to, the author writes about a life lived with intention. She’s no Deepak Chopra, but not everyone is (thank goodness!), however, her thoughts resonated.

Ripping out the roots is hard, whether it’s the roots of vines or the roots of pain. It’s easy to want to give up and go have fun. Resiliency is underrated. Personally, I’d rather deal with the roots, do some intense yoga, take a bath and move on (in that aforementioned shiny red car!).

That is probably why today is the best day in the world. Driving to work with the top down, listening to great tunes, with some sore muscles and a smile on my face, I know I earned it. I am ready to live a life with intention, not afraid of the work, and ready to enjoy the sweet stuff.

Love,

Kalliope

 

Burning

This weekend I burned. Firing up the burn barrel or getting a big ol’ pile of branches, left-over clippings from last year (my Incrediball hydrangeas become mini-fireballs), and the like, is a welcome harbinger of spring. The smell of smoke on me reminded me of beekeeping and got me excited for my season.

When my daughter and I completed Bee School is the winter of 2006, we had to decide on a hive management plan. When going into a hive, you have several options for controlling the 60k+ bees that are in there. Going in when bees are out foraging reduces the bees by a bit, but you still need to think about protecting yourself and keeping the bees occupied.

My Olivia decided she wanted to spray sugar water on the bees. This method distracts the honeybees from wanting to sting you, as they are so busy licking sugar water off their fur with their proboscis. The other method is smoking them, which Olivia objected to. She objected to this method because the smoke freaks the bees out. They think their house is on fire. They are so busy ingesting honey to protect their stores that they cannot be bothered with you going into their hive. It also sets the hive back. She didn’t like that.

One summer, when we were newbie backyard beekeepers, there was a summer drought. I didn’t know this, for whatever reason. We rarely went into our hive in the summer, and  generally nectar is abundant. Well, we went in with sugar water and the bees flipped out. They were starving and angry and sugar water just didn’t cut it. The bees circled the house for days. Lesson learned. I always smoke my bees.

As a commercial beekeeper smelling like smoke has become common for me. Yesterday evoked the memory of regular hive visits, hot summer days, a swim at the Mill Pond after working the hives with the farmer, maybe clam fritters at Capt’n Frosty's (they open April 18!!!!) and more. At my evening yoga class, (Vinyasa Flow) I could smell the smoke on me from burning during the day. It’s a certain kind of perfume for a beekeeper (we can’t wear perfume…).

Sending you loving smoke fairy bees to soothe your soul with wing kisses on your cheeks and forehead.

Kalliope