I don’t know why it is, but it seems that whenever I am learning something new it is generally a stressful experience. When we decided to bail hay for the first time and thought about using the mower, the side-delivery rake and the bailer caused me some sleepless nights. It was a huge learning curve, but at the end of hay bailing season we had our entire winter’s hay bailed and put up in the barn. Through the years I’ve seen people get paralyzed by things they hadn’t done before and as a result they ended up lived status quo, non-adventurous lives. I figure the best way to learn anything is to suck up your fears and step out in faith, even though you may not do it exactly right the first time. I always seem to learn best along the way and call the bumps and bruises learning experiences. Our latest venture here has been learning about beekeeping and it is an art that I honestly had zero experience with.
I made a friend named Mike Lute who Nancy and I met while making a close connection in the Minneapolis airport about six months ago. Mike works for John Deere and was on a business trip to teach a seminar in Iowa. It was a short encounter but we discovered that Mike attended the Vineyard Church in Boise (unbeknownst to us we were his pastors), and he and his wife Rena love country living as much as we do. We also learned that he shared an interest in learning about bee keeping like Nancy and I did so we decided to tackle the new challenge together.
Last Saturday Mike and I attended a beekeeping class in Fruitland, Idaho at The Honey Store and each of us purchased our first batch of honey bees. The following is a blow by blow account of the process we went through from picking up the bees to getting them established in our hives.