May 17, 2015
It may bee the first, but it certainly won’t bee the last swarm of the season. The funny part is that I never saw it happen. I knew it was inevitable (tis the season), so I’d been itching to get the our swarm lure up. We found a super tall telescoping pole on clearance, perfect for raising and lowering a swarm lure.
We took it out back, placed the lure on the pole and began to raise it high into the trees. I looked up, and I’ll bee darned if there wasn’t a healthy cluster of bees hanging stealth-like in the very top branches. About 15 feet above the swarm lure. Buggers!
They always go too high, so once again, I couldn’t retrieve them. The other bees were flying around in wild frenzy in front of their hives – their typical response when a swarm occurs. I should’ve known something was up.
Theoretically, scout bees seek out a new residence weeks before they swarm, so I had little hope that they’d sniff the lemongrass oil and make a b-line for the lure. But it didn’t keep me from hoping. We kept watch through the evening. They were in the same spot the next morning, but gone by the time we returned home from work. Another one lost…probably in someone else’s hive by now. I’ll admit that my response this year is much more calm and accepting than last year. I still don’t know which hive it came from. They all look just as busy and well populated as they did before.
I hear about people catching swarms all the time. Now I keep watch over the swarm lure in hopes of catching someone else’s swarm…or maybe, just maybe I’ll actually catch one of my own. At this point, I really don’t care which, I just want to catch a swarm! :o)