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Mackenzie Pierson with her colony of bees,
Shelburne, Vermont
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April 2007
A vital part of Honey Gardens has always been to share all we do with our youth. Over the years we have valued their work at the honey house and in the field. At a time when the land, air and water are under great stress as our country has gotten off track with the priorities necessary to protect what we cherish, many of them are preparing to be gentle warriors to work in these fields. They know the importance of the pollinating insects to our food supply. There
are two pieces below by beekeepers who will be taking care of the honey bees and helping them get though these difficult times ~ Mackenzie is about to graduate from high school and Meriwether, 20, has helped in the honey house for many seasons. Thank you for helping us pass along these skills of life & agriculture to our children.

"Life is the flower for which love is the honey."
Victor
Hugo
I pull the white suit over my head, the sweet, musky smell enveloping me. I shove my feet into the cold rubber boots and stuff the matches in my pocket. Balancing the equipment on a wooden board, I waddle out into the field, the wet grass seeping through a hole in my boot. I zip the net over my head and face the white boxes, awaiting today's lesson. The bees teach me, everyday, that the nectar in life is achieved through intense focus, commitment,
dedication to sustainable and nurturing communities, and the willingness to take risks.
I had never really thought about beekeeping until my sophomore year of high school when my history teacher, Bill Mares brought a live queen bee to class in a small wooden box. I watched its small body through the mesh covering and wondered what its life must be like. So, what drew me to beekeeping? I had not even seen a hive yet. I guess it was the sweet-tasting golden joy that coated my oatmeal and toast. I had loved honey, and now I loved
it even more because of my respect for the bees. I just looked down at my toast and thought of all the mystery that surrounded the hive. I wanted to be in the “in” group, to know where this sweet tasting delight came from. However, it was more than that. In an ever changing world the bees are what hold us together. They are the most supportive structure in our lives, and they fly by unseen. Honeybees are responsible for approximately 80% of all fruit, vegetable and seed crops in the U.S and that is approximately
every third bite of food one eats. They are the joy and the nectar in our life.
I got my first hive on July 16th, 2006. It was a generous gift from Russ Aceto, a published and two year senior beekeeper up in Fairfax, Vermont. It was a hot and humid day and the bees hummed uncomfortably as we slid the covered nuc box into the trunk of my Subaru. I had never driven with bees in the back seat and sweat dripped off the end of my nose. They were all boarded up with mesh netting that we had stapled down over their hive opening,
but I still feared that an unexpected bump in the road would cause them to tip over and spill inside the car. I wondered if the bees minded the radio, anyway it calmed me down and drowned out the humming. Arriving home we had to find the ideal site. It had to be somewhere away from or above the road, so the colonies would not be drained into or washed out. A northern windbreak (like a stand of trees, bushes, wood pile) would protect the hives from winter weather and keep them cool in the hot noon sun. They also
needed fresh water and pesticide free crops (within their 2 mile/ 2,009.6 acre range). "A beautiful bee yard is a sacred place, often a cathedral of trees and plants nourished by years and relationships with generations of families that allow bees on a special place on their land," wrote Todd Hardie. Walking through our front yard we found a perfect spot, tucked away next to a bush, but with plenty of morning sunlight available. We hauled them across the lawn and set them up on a stand (a piece of our
old porch) so that the hive did not get damp. I had painted the hive boxes with house paint to make them weather resistant, but the stand kept the bottom from rotting. It also was necessary in preventing ants and other insects from directly entering the hive to steal honey.
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Russian & Italian bees on top of her colony,
photo by Mackenzie Pierson.
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All in all, the season went pretty smoothly, excluding getting a bloody nose the first time in the bee suit (with my mentor Mr. Mares watching) and the time I almost caught the hive on fire with the explosive smoker. As the days got colder the bees started to slow down and bundle up together creating a swarming mustache of moving bodies. Aceto showed me a new technique he had developed for 'winterizing' the bee hive so that there was no moisture
build up. The bees were all bundled up in the field by the first snow, but their summer's effort lingered sweetly in our mouths.
When we are in risky situations we often use force, but that does not work with the bees. Working with the bees has taught me that what the world really needs is compassion, respect and awareness. I am willing to risk exploring the unknown so I can be a part of the solution and not react to the world from a place of fear. As I pull the white suit over my head, I realize I cannot pretend that social, environmental or economical problems do
not exist, but I can arm myself with knowledge, dreams and hope. I can add my teaspoon of honey to the future.

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Bee from breeding with Russian lineage. They are able to overwinter in extreme cold weather and are more conservative in their use of food for the winter, needing less food. photo & breeding by Anicet Desrochers
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winter 2007
the value of getting stuck;
we all need a little Amish
To visit the bees, we bring trucks laden with tons of equipment and honey to their locations, “bee yards” that are deep into fields and forests across the land. A beautiful bee yard is a sacred place, often a cathedral of trees and plants nourished by years and relationships with generations of families that allow bees on a special place on their land. There is an ongoing calibration of a risk-reward ratio in your mind as you drive on the land – when do you stop
the truck and walk in the Spring or Fall, the wettest times of the year? The fields are long and the distances great; there is always a lot to do.
We are now approaching a time in March when we got stuck the deepest ever in our history. As I drove the green Ford into the Saw Mill bee yard to check on the bees during the last stretch of winter, we hit a soft place, and the front wheels sunk halfway into the mud. Billy said that there was not a tow truck in the county that could help us, and he could have been right. But he did not consider the generosity and gentle strength of the Amish brothers and their magnificent
work horses.
I did not know Moses Gingrich up to this point. When you ask for help, it is very humbling; you are at someone else’s mercy. You wonder if they will respond, do they have the time, even if they have the right tools. When you are truly stuck as we were, you are helpless until a plan is designed and someone else’s involvement is part of freeing you. Getting stuck with someone is a wonderful opportunity to get to know them. You are brought together by circumstances
that were not your choosing; you have to spend time with them. Kindness in action is very revealing.
Our truck was liberated from this mud hole in less than 10 minutes; we saw the kindness and strong will of three brothers and their strong draft horses, Charles, a Belgian, and Bob, a Percheron. This event was the initiation of our relationship. I got to know Moses, Jacob and Rudy Gingrich, three shy Amish brothers with black felt hats (straw hats in the summer) and blue shirts. In the visits after this, we visited in their saw mill, where the horses delivered
huge logs to the big round saw blades. Through the winter they began to build bee equipment from this wood, and a year later they turned this work over to their brother-in-law, who now has a thriving business serving beekeepers from all over the northeast
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Worker bee from Primorsky russian queens, bred in the High Laurentides region Quebec, transporting white pollen from aster flower. www.api-culture.com
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Over the years we have valued our relationship with the Amish community in St. Lawrence County, New York that has had our bees on their land. These Amish families that we work with do what they say; there is great value in this. A conversation and a relationship have a whole different meaning when there is a recognition that there is truth in every word. They do not flatter or exaggerate. If they promise that something will be done, you can count on it without having to come back and ask for this again. This is very refreshing and special in this day and age.
“Pesticides linked to honeybee population decline: Bees are critically important to farm ecosystems because of their role as pollinators that allow crops to produce edible fruit and seed. Colony Collapse Disorder (CCD) is a phenomenon described by beekeepers, researchers and government officials when entire hive populations seem to disappear, apparently dying out. A CCD
working group was recently formed with researchers from the University of Montana, The Pennsylvania State University, the USDA/ARS, the Florida Department of Agriculture, and the Pennsylvania Department of Agriculture to analyze the problem. Their preliminary report indicates how pesticides may be a factor, specifically neonicotinioid pesticides, including imidacloprid, clothianiden and thiamethoxam. According to the CCD
report, "If bees are eating fresh or stored pollen contaminated with these chemicals at low levels, they may not cause mortality but may impact the bee's ability to learn or make memories. If this is the case, young bees leaving the hive to make orientation flights may not be able to learn the location of the hive and may not be returning causing the colonies to dwindle and eventually die." Porterville
Recorder reporter Sarah Elizabeth Villicana interviewed a Terra Bella, California beekeeper, Eric Lane, who suspects harm to the bees is linked to imidacloprid, made by Bayer Crop Science. "It is my personal belief that this chemical is responsible for thinning the bee population," Lane said. "It was used it France and killed 70 percent of the bee population in France."
a quote from the Pesticide Action Network Update Services (PANUPS), http://www.panna.org/resources/panups/panup_20070222.dv.html
For years at Honey Gardens, we have felt the decline and challenges to the honey bees; because of the failing air and water quality, the bees have lost their immunity. The mites and the viruses then move in. Knowing this has encouraged us to think of ways to protect the air and the water, including driving less/carpooling, recycling, insulating our homes more effectively, growing more of our own food, and purchasing more of what is made and grown locally. Sometimes
the challenges feel overwhelming considering what is happening to our land and the bees as their “canary in the coal mine”. What this study clearly shows is the negative effects of pesticides on the environment. We hope there is a national groundswell to ban these and other pesticides just as there was for DDT some years ago. This study illuminates very practical steps that can be taken. How we can help the bees and all the insects that pollinate our food supply is not a mystery anymore.
Signs of spring are in the air today, bringing light and hope to the land. The winter solstice in December is the turning point; after this there is a continual increase in the number of sunny minutes in the day until the summer solstice six months later. With the increasing sun each day, queen honey bees have started to lay additional eggs, more each day towards the summer solstice. Her connection to nature is so strong that she can feel the rhythms of the earth
while in a darkened home, her hive.
In the north, we are seeing cardinals staking out their territory with their singing. The Great horned owl is nesting in February and its hooting can be heard at night. Snow fleas or springtails are seen at the base of trees near the snow. Friends are starting to tap their maple trees.
Soon we will be crossing the snowy fields to visit the bees for the first time this season and welcome them to spring. We thank you for your support of the bees, plant medicine, and those that work in agriculture to supply food and plant medicine.
Melissa, our mead/honey wine is in stock at the honey house
and will be available soon again in Vermont
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"Marching for Action on Climate Change: Five Days Across Vermont with Bill McKibben and Friends." The opening section of Jan Cannon's fifty-five minute documentary about the Vermont march for action on climate change over Labor Day weekend, 2006
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