I set a newly-built top-bar bee hive near where we set our trash (the guys in our village drive down our driveway to collect the garbage…no one wants to see all the garbage piled up near the street. Yes, it’s a snobbyish place to live, but it’s got its benefits).
Anyway, the garbage guys collected my newly-built top-bar hive and it went into the crusher. Fuckers. They say they didn’t do it, but of course they did. Granted, it may have looked like garbage. I’ve been building these things from recycled lumber, and they aren’t pretty to anyone but me. But, seriously, who would throw something that definitely looks like something useable into the garbage? I’m pissed about it. Their supervisor said he trusts his “guys,” and said that if I don’t believe them when they say they didn’t throw it away, then I’m calling them “liars.”
Is there no way to question why people might say they didn’t do something when it’s quite clear they did do it without technically calling them liars? What I’m saying is this: I set that hive where we place our trash. Deb placed our trash right next to the hive on Wednesday morning. On Wednesday afternoon when I arrived home, the hive and all the garbage was gone. And no one ever steals anything around here. So, that’s what I’m saying.
I collected more stuff from which to make another hive, and I’m building it this morning. I’m making this next hive from cedar fencing…it’s rough-cut lumber, and I love the way it looks. I’ve decided to be like the bees: When we go into their hives and remove their comb for any number of reasons, they don’t spend time being resentful over so much wasted work. They simply go about repairing and rebuilding. They probably look at us as if we’ve got a few screws loose for destroying what to them is so valuable, but then they get back to work. That’s what I plan to do this morning.
I like these hives:
