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Farmette 1769

by Monica Melograna-Ward

Category Archives: Sweet Home Honey Bees

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Last weekend, instead of writing on my blog site, I was prepping for a big, icy extravaganza. Yes, we do live in the Southern most major city area (greater Charlotte region) smack in the Middle of North Carolina (Mount Holly). We’re a 4 hour drive from the beach. Yet, we have had not one, but two 2018 tropical storms that devastated areas on the NC coast as hurricanes. The second one blew our chicken coop roof off.

On Saturday, the 8th our first winter storm was starting up. We filled water buckets, since if we lose power, we lose the well pump. I pulled out the heat lamps, also for the well pump. Laundry was caught up and all the dishes washed. Before that, I had cleared out the garage for the van and also for the duck flock. We didn’t want ducksicles. The coop was shored up a bit for the chickens and guinea fowl. The preparations went on for hours.

So, the third major storm of the year was an early December rain, freezing rain, sleet, snow, sleet, black-iced roads from the run-off event. You can see the honey bee hive near the tree up on the right. I put a piece of spare roofing at the back for a wind chill break. It was nasty out.

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We didn’t lose power, so I then watched the weather channel.

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I had needed to clean and do other chores anyway, so I killed two birds with one stone(s) in tidying up on Saturday. It gave me the time to do some things that I enjoy on Sunday. I love bird-watching.

I filled up the bird feeders and made some home-made suet with duck fat leftover from Thanksgiving. This pic is in my old bird book. We got one of the male Towhees that day. He was spectacular!

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Three of the five photographs above are from my daily work week art project. As noted in a past blog, it was something that I started to make sure that I took in the day a bit, no matter what was going on. It’s actually a challenge to keep up with. But, it is a good reminder to attempt to seize the day.

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This last one was taken at night instead of in the morning. Now that I have been doing the daily pics for about two months, I think that I’ll let myself slide here and there with timing. And, since “Tis the Season to be Jolly” is now, ending with our front stoop lights seems appropriate.

PS – It rained all day today and yesterday. The ice and snow have melted all the way down finally. The ground has been over-saturated for a while now, and it’s a mud pit outside.

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On Saturday, one lone worker girl honey bee rests on the front side of the hive at 11:43 am. Fall has come full force to Southern North Carolina in the Greater Charlotte Region.

At 12:56 pm, the temperature had come up to 55 degrees. This Saturday, a sunny one, made it enough for our honey bees to venture out to take advantage of the mustard flowers and other fall bloom on the outskirts of our little farmette.

I didn’t realize until I viewed this short video that there were bees hanging onto the lid of the jar. When I saw that I took a look. And, yes, they were still there, so I let the whole jar drop to the ground.

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As you can see, the mason jar front entrance holder has honey bees in it. I’ll fill the jar with sugar syrup and give them boosts throughout the cold weather season. I’m adamant about keeping this hive going. At the least, pollination for the flowers and our spring gardens will be enhanced. But, hopefully, at the most, we’ll be able to harvest honey for our own use this coming summer 2019.

I’ll purchase another bee box in March to start a second hive. Between the bees and the poultry flock, I keep plenty busy, so this is our livestock limit plan for the near and distant future.

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We lost one of our two Swedish Flower roosters (Agador) during:

Hector, our remaining Swedish Flower Roo, fell victim to:

For three weeks, every day, I woke up to finding Hector surprisingly alive. His comb had changed from red to pale pink. He was coughing, sneezing and choking. His comb turned partially yellow. Hector miraculously survived, but he hasn’t crowed since. He has not attempted to mate with his hens either.

So I drove out yesterday, across the border into South Carolina, and purchased a second rooster. He is a;

White Yokohama.

“Yokohama chicken is an ornamental breed originated in Germany and came from the Japanese long tailed breeds. It was developed from two different Japanese Natural Monument breeds. One was the Onagadori and the principal ancestor was the Minohiki or Saddle Dragger.

Yokohama is not the place in Japan where the breed developed. It is the port from where the breed was first exported to Europe, where further breeding would create the Yokohama known today. Today Yokohama chicken is a long tailed breed kept as an ornamental breed and also used for exhibition.

The breed was admitted into the American Poultry Association’s Standard of perfection in 1981. And the Yokohama chicken is globally endangered. Now it is listed as Critical on the American Livestock Breeds Conservancy’s Conservation Priority List.”

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Albeit they appear to be a “gamey” bird, this is not their temperament. They’re pretty chill. It’s the first thing that I asked about after “Is he still available”. We don’t keep any aggressive pets or livestock here and want to keep it that way.

He stayed overnight in a mesh-topped plastic crate in the garage. Then he was transferred to an open cage for the day. Tonight he gets to sleep with his new flock. I’ll confine him like this for a few days until he knows that this is where the food is, and that this is home. Then he can run around with his new friends at will.

Since I was unable to track down another Swedish Flower rooster, I went for an equally spectacular breed. I hope to find a hen of the same breed at some point.

But, in the meantime, I’m looking forward to his morning (and all day) crowing. I miss it. I enjoy the soft crows that start around 5 am. I like the stronger ones with the dawn at 6. Then come the full on, cock-a-doodle-doos at sunrise, around 7 now, that continue into the sunlight.

This makes for a beautiful day. The birds and the bees. They all make my day brighter.

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