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…Nature glories in death more than life. The month of departure is more beautiful than the month of coming – October than May. Every green thing loves to die in bright colors. -Henry Ward Beecher Proverbs from the Plymouth Pulpit *** The weather of late around here is the very essence of funereal: grey, cold, with … Continue reading
Seneca, the Roman Stoic philosopher, must have known something of the lot of the beekeeper: Plura sunt quae nos terrent quam quae premunt, et saepius opinione quam re laboramus. What a relief! We go through this every apres-swarming season: worry then relief. They never let us down, always demonstrating their resilience. Ain’t nature grand? Of course, … Continue reading
Verum ubi ductores acie revocaveris ambo, deterior qui visus, eum, ne prodigus obsit, dede neci; melior vacua sine regnet in aula. But when both leaders from the battlefield are recalled, do to death him who seems inferior, that he be not a waste and bane; let the better reign in a clear court. Virgil The Georgics … Continue reading
As of this writing, I think we have finally come through the swarm season. However, I thought that at the beginning of June, only to have the following, which I had drafted in mid-June happen. I was just too weary of it all to publish another instalment of what was beginning to feel like a … Continue reading
Corripuere viam interea, qua semita monstrat. Iamque ascendebant collem, qui plurimus urbi imminet, adversasque adspectat desuper arces. Miratur molem Aeneas, magalia quondam, miratur portas strepitumque et strata viarum… Qualis apes aestate nova per florea rura exercet sub sole labor, cum gentis adultos educunt fetus, aut cum liquentia mella stipant et dulci distendunt nectare cellas, … Continue reading
Anne, bonis coepte auspiciis, da vere salubri apricas ventorum animas, da roscida Cancro solstitia et gelidum Boream Septembribus horis. mordeat autumnis frigus subtile pruinis et tenuata moris cesset mediocribus aestas. sementem Notus umificet, sit bruma nivalis, dum pater antiqui renovatur Martius anni. Ausonius, Decimus Magnus, with an English translation; Evelyn-White, Hugh G. (Hugh Gerard), text … Continue reading
No, not ‘e-u’ but as in ‘yew’ or ‘u’ or….Maybe you should just skip to the middle. In the mean time, just know that They’re Alive! We, or rather my husband, mustered up the courage last weekend to invade bee space again. I had to do my taxes. Believe me, bee stings would have been … Continue reading
Not that it has ever started here in the UK. I sit here typing this as it pours with rain. Rain or cold or both has been the theme so far, with summer days that can be counted on two hands. My blueberries are waiting, my cherries (I actually have them this year!) are … Continue reading
This post will show how way behind I am in posts! This time of year it seems that if you are away from home even for one day things change. New blooms, new seedlings, new chicks, and multiple new weeds. Anyway, we opened up the hives about a month ago during a particularly warm spell. I was … Continue reading
Hieme conduntur — unde enim firmae pruinas nivesque et aquilonum flatus perferre vires? — sane et insecta omnia, sed minus diu quae parietibus nostris occultata mature tepefiunt. circa apes aut temporum locorumve ratio mutata est, aut erraverunt priores. conduntur a vergiliarum occasu et latent ultra exortum — adeo non ad veris initium, ut dixere, nec … Continue reading
My Latin Notebook 