Showing posts with label Honey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Honey. Show all posts

Wednesday, 29 April 2015

A Birthday Treat

My birthday this year happily fell on the same day as the Antiques Fair at Ardingly. We'd visited there for the first time at the end of last year so I was interested to go again (when hopefully the weather wouldn't be quite so cold and dreary).

I had a few things in mind to keep an eye out for - a stoneware pot and wooden masher for making vegetable sauerkraut, maybe some bedlinen, possibly some cutlery; it's difficult to predict what's going to be there! Last time I saw a fantastic carousel horse....

It was quite busy:

This is just one of the halls
I did see a gorgeous toile de joie (is that how you spell it?) bedspread which now adorns my four-poster, and found myself an antique stoneware pot from France, as well as a masher with a lovely smooth handle from years of wear. A cheese knife, and an old chipped enamel dish for sempervivums too. The girls enjoyed themselves and spent their £20 wisely.

The cat approves of the new bedspread
I have also had the first crop of honey from the bees, and first crop of chicks too! (See waywardbee.blogspot.com for that update.) The weather has turned a bit cooler and we've had a welcome drop or two of rain which the allotment has definitely needed, but the garden is waking up now and soon the bees will be thinking about swarming! Busy times ahead :-)

Jars of raw honey



Wednesday, 13 August 2014

Controversial Honey

My bees have had a great summer with all this hot weather. I think some of the larger hives may have swarmed but I've not noticed a great reduction in bee numbers, or productivity. There have been so many wonderful forage flowers nearby for them; field beans, brambles, bird's-foot trefoil and clover to name a few. There are large swathes of Himalayan Balsam along the river that the bees visit intensively and come back wearing a brand of pollen. As an invasive alien weed, it's not viewed favourably by conservation/river management groups as it shades out native plants, dies back in winter leaving riverbanks vulnerable to erosion and spreads its seeds voraciously. However, it is a forage plant nonetheless and the bees work it to their advantage. I'm sure they (and all of us!) would be just as happy with varied indigenous flora should that abound our watercourse margins but with nitrogen runoff and other contenders making local streams rather poor in biodiversity, HB it is...

I take a box of honey off the top of my hives when it's full, which works out at about every 5-6 weeks during the season so I may take up to three 'crops'. This means that the bees always have enough and I can judge whether the honey is spare by the numbers of bees and amount of space they have, as well as cross-referencing these factors with weather and amount of forage around. It sounds complicated but it really isn't...basically the bees' needs must always be met first, as they store honey for their own use throughout the year, but especially over winter. For this reason, I don't take any honey after the end of July as this gives the bees a clear 2-3 months to refil the frames with decent honey. I also leave room above the top board (the crownboard) as they can then build 'wild' comb if they need the space. Late flowering garden plants and ivy are important for the latter part of the year.

Harvesting little and often also means the honey varies over the season. These two batches were only a month apart:

Himalayan Balsam honey on the left, regular
floral honey on the right
It is a bit of a palaver harvesting such small amounts over the course of the summer, which is why many beekeepers harvest at the end of August. The problem with this is that it is difficult to know what sort of autumn or spring we're going to have, which means they usually have to feed sugar syrup to replenish the bees' supplies. Indeed, many honey producers remove all the honey the bees have produced and feed sugar syrup anyway. The bees do convert these simple sugars in to a thicker product to store in the frames, but it is a long, long way from the floral honey they've collected and has none of the medicinal properties of the nectar from which honey is made. All this at a time when the bees are under the most stress having to deal with low temperatures, damp and dwindling numbers of bees during the colder months.

Some beekeepers advocate a policy of not removing any honey and in some hives it is not possible anyway without severe disruption to the colony. My bees are housed in National hives which are designed to have honey removed from them, and I feel if it is genuinely surplus and the bees are fit and strong, it does no harm to the colony and a jar of raw honey can have huge benefits as a tool for persuading people against the bland, homogenous 'honey' available generally.

It's delicious straight from the spoon or on toast, can be medicinal - it's great to have honey and lemon to soothe a sore throat, or to help reduce your sensitivity to pollen for hayfever sufferers. It's a seasonal treat to be enjoyed and savoured and the price should reflect this. There will be a far smaller harvest from hives that keep their honey, but the bees will be healthier and happier.


Tuesday, 12 July 2011

Non crochet day

I spent an awfully long time fiddling about with my MOO sticker designs this morning as I am making labels for my honey and eggs from my pictures but choosing and locating them amongst my files, most of which are named 'Stuff', is not the easiest.

Thought I'd better gives the old thumbs a rest from crocheting but I did do a bit more of the coat hanger cover. I need to borrow some needles from Nicky to make a cafetiere (sp?) cosy so that could be another project once I've got some more wool.

This afternoon, Kris came over to collect some honey - I did offer him eggs as well but he felt that might get a bit messy, so I asked him where his sense of adventure was and he said taking eggs and honey in a rucksack while on a motorbike was not his idea of adventure. He's just come back from 18 months spent cycling to China and back so I guess he'd know. He has been punctuating his studying with watching YouTube clips of people falling off bikes which we agreed probably didn't help his confidence levels. That's why I watch my ducks when I need to procrastinate.

Rosie has just given me a detailed account of her Brownies swimming trip which has not specially helped my headache so I'm going to sign off now. Sorry for the lack of pics but I'm on an Apple device and blogspot have a Flash uploader so no can do. More next time, promise!

Night night!

Sunday, 5 June 2011

Saturday and sea urchins

It has been a bit blustery and autumnal don't you think? However, I did make elderflower cordial using a recipe dredged from memory, common sense and various internet suggestions. It was a beautiful afternoon and walking along the hedgerows with a colander is very good for the soul. Having collected lots of elderflower heads, I made a sugar syrup from 750g sugar and 1 litre water and then poured it over the elderflowers (shaken to remove dead flowers and insects) and the zest of two lemons, which I then sliced and popped in the bowl to steep too. It smells heavenly, and is currently draining through a muslin-lined sieve so I can then bottle it. It won't keep long but that's not a problem!

Rosie had two social events - a Brownies trip and her best friend's 8th birthday and Amber was out most of the day with Camilla doing er, something. Thank goodness for Facebook (never thought I'd say that) - at least I can vaguely keep track of her via Tristan's iPod though to be fair I usually only have to yell for her out of the back door, a bit like I do with the dog. Or listen for the bounce on the trampoline, the slam of the back door, and wait for a tousled and heart-stoppingly gorgeous girl to appear saying "Mum I'm starving" and then disappear out again.

The hens have now worked out how to breach the fences around the other veg patch but at least there are only broad beans and some flowering leeks in there. I am wondering whether to set up the stall with just plants on it - I had another 2 customers call in for honey yesterday. If anything, the fact I had some nicked has proven to be a conversation point and actually increased enquiries...ill wind and all that.

Rain due today so I have started the cinnamon buns ready for a day of indolence. I am still too British to actually look forward to rain but can't deny that we do rather need some.

Oh and whilst trawling online for someone else's birthday present I looked up Amy Cooper's website having seen her work in Devon. I WANT ONE!!

Wednesday, 1 June 2011

Faith restored

Two people (previous customers) duly knocked on my door after reading the sign saying "If you would like to buy some honey rather than STEAL IT then please knock" that we had put on the stall. I explained that I had used all my jars and one lady said she'd bring me some and another said that she sold vegetables and they had had things stolen from their stall too...we did wonder what the black market value of a marrow was, and imagined hoodie-clad youfs trading bravado stories about the dozen eggs and 3 cucumbers they'd nicked.

Still, at least I have built up a good customer base and met all my neighbours into the bargain :-)

Meanwhile, the hens have not behaving; they had discovered a weak spot in the fence around the vegetable patch and I found them in there, dust-bathing amongst my terribly expensive Sarah Raven purple French beans so I have planted some more seeds in pots and decided to put the now rather leggy lettuce seedlings in there instead. These are also terribly expensive Sarah Raven organic cos Pinokkio so arriving back from work at the bee farm, we see Emily the Speckledy in the vegetable patch and the ground beneath her strewn with lettuce leaves.

So faith in human nature restored but faith in helfulness of poultry still lagging behind somewhat.