In the bee yard, my two colonies of honey bees were flying about, looking for forage. Our recent sub zero spell had put the kibosh on flower blossoms, so I offered the bees a sugar picnic. They were delighted!
|On a very mild November day, my honey bees were flying about.|
|They happily lap up moistened sugar from their custom made picnic table.|
|Red squirrel, Timmy, wisely dries his apples before storing them.|
|A picnic meal of roast chicken, ham, chicken broth and cat kibble.|
|Feral Ginger Tom rewards me with a half smile. High praise coming from him!|