They’re finding pollen now! A sign that the queen is likely to be laying, as pollen is used to feed brood (as well as being eaten by young adult bees). They should have some pollen stores in the frames but they seem to prefer fresh sources. The amount of pollen required to rear a single worker larva has been estimated at 125-145 mg, containing about 30 mg of protein. On average workers collect pollen loads of 16mg (8mg x 2 pollen baskets), so collecting enough pollen to feed just one larvae requires around 8 or more foraging trips.
Foragers are willing to travel further for pollen than nectar, as pollen is a lighter load – although nectar gives them a higher energy return relative to effort. Larvae are mainly fed a brood food liquid from the hypopharyngeal and mandibular glands of nurse bees, but some pollen and honey is fed directly to larvae between days 3-5 of the larval stage (Mark L.Winston, The Biology of the Honey Bee).
I posted the video on the London Beekeepers page on Facebook and a couple of people commented that we should have taken the entrance reducer out over winter, in case piles of dead bee bodies congested the entrance, so perhaps Emma and I should think about doing that next week. I’m not too worried as we’ve been checking regularly for bodies and the entrances are clear.
And crocus flowers are starting to rise hopefully out of the apiary’s mud. Next week perhaps we will see the startling orange pollen the flowers carry inside.
This morning, flowers cracked open
the earth’s brown shell. Spring
leaves spilled everywhere
though winter’s stern hand
could come down again at any moment
to break the delicate yolk
of a new bloom.
The crocus don’t see this as they chatter
beneath a cheerful petal of spring sky.
They ignore the air’s brisk arm
as they peer at their fresh stems, step
on the leftover fragments
of old leaves.
When the night wind twists them to pieces,
they will die like this: laughing,
tossing their brilliant heads
in the bitter air.
First crocus by Christine Klocek-Lim, 2007
Okay… I’m literally dying with jealousy right now. We finally got our first big snow storm of the year last night, and our spring is still at least 8 weeks away at the very earliest.
The one thing that did give me some hope was I walked by a few unburied Daffodils the other day, and they are starting to sprout. I normally don’t see the first shoots of those early spring flowers until late February, but here’s hoping.
Ooh daffs already!
No need to be jealous, I live in smelly polluted London, it’s the heat from all the people makes spring come early 🙂
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Your video of our bees is great! I hope the purple crocus survives any beeks trampling through the apiary this week so we can see the luminous orange pollen when it opens…
Yes, we must keep a close eye on it 🙂
Crocus so soon? I’m jealous, too. And I love the poem you found to celebrate it. Beautiful!
Thanks! I came across your blog because I was looking for a poem about crocuses. I thought about using a lovely one by Emily Dickinson you posted which featured crocuses, but settled on this one because it seemed more crocusey.
I’m always looking for new ones around the time it starts coming up in my garden. If you ever come across more, please send them my way! I LOVE the crocus.