So it was a warm day in February that I got to check in on the bees Matt and I started raising last spring. I wasn’t hopeful. I couldn’t hear them buzzing and the hive had gotten really small when I last looked at them in October. But you never know.
I took the cover off the hive and was surprised to find almost nothing—maybe a hundred dead bees. So where did all the bees go? They didn’t survive, but I assumed there would be thousands of dead bees at the bottom.