Loss

My bees are dead. What I have feared since last fall happened.

I don't even know where to start. And, really, I can barely see the monitor because of the tears that keep blurring my eyes. I know they're "just" bees to a lot of people, but to me, they are creatures that play a very important role in the cycle of life.

I was supposed to help them. I was a "beekeeper," but I feel like I totally failed them.

My heart is broken right now.
One group of the mass of bees I found dead in the hive. 









Comments

Cathy said…
So sorry to hear this! It is definitely a loss.

But try not to beat yourself up too much--it was a really hard winter, and even veteran beekeepers worry over keeping their bees alive in the winter.

You did your best. And I bet you'll do even better next time.
JK said…
I just keep thinking back to January, when we had a couple of warmer days and I fed the bees. They looked good and had what looked like plenty of honey stores. I really thought since they looked good then they were going to make it. The shock at seeing all of them dead today hit hard.

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