The Afterlife of a Beekeeper – an ode

Beehive

I lost my beekeeper buddy a week ago and wondered how to leave a tribute for her. This is my timid offering, celebrating the continuity of life.

Honeybees on the comb

The brood snuggled down against the dark,
Since she sealed hive boxes tight as an Ark;
She barred the drafts, drew entrances tight,
Only a timid guard peeped out at the biting night;
She left them honey on the comb, a golden crown,
But they settled down to sleep, all spellbound,
While the beekeeper has gone to ground.

Christmas decorates the street with flame,
Bronzed beech leaves rattle, still the same;
Behind drawn blinds, children hold their breath,
Outside it is cold as a lingering death.
The hive has chilled, save where the queen is found,
Wrapped in a quilt of bodies, mound on mound.
No hum to stir the ear; all seems unbound,
And the beekeeper has gone to ground.

But wait awhile till frost yields as dew,
When something stirs where none would do;
The first to test its wings and lift into the air,
Lands on Mahonia stamens, sweet and fair.
“And all shall be well,” is the old mystic’s prayer,
“All manner of thing shall be well.”
The beekeeper soars with her brood in the air.

Honeybees

Explanation: Mahonia is the first plant to flower for the bees before the spring. The quotation is from the medieval English mystic, Lady Julian of Norwich. Line drawings from my book The Boy Who Could Bee

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Paying back Spain in kind with Red Kites

Red Kite
Image credit Don Coombez (Unsplash)

Red Kites were familiar sights in London in Shakespeare’s day. He mentioned them in several plays, but not always with compliments. The Winter’s Tale tells a complaint that “My traffic is sheets; when the kits builds, look to lesser linen.”
They fill the ecological niche in Britain and Europe that vultures occupy in other continents. The Tale refers to the habit of stealing clothes drying outside on washing lines to decorate their nests. Such mischievousness irritated people who forgot they were virtuous scavengers cleaning streets of rotting carcasses and other detritus that encourages disease, much as our two species of vultures clean roadkill to the bones.
Poisoning and shooting brought British kites to the verge of extinction. I went in student days to see the last holdouts in mid-Wales at Tregaron Bog (also known as Cors Caron). Recovery of the inbred residue looked doubtful at best.
Two conservation organizations a couple of decades later introduced young birds as potential breeders from Sweden and Spain, where they were still common. This has been an outstanding reintroduction program. Thousands of birds thrive now in suitable habitats up and down the country. With laundry safely stowed in tumble-dryers, the Tudor complaint is redundant. I haven’t seen them yet on my return trips, but family and friends have gushing compliments for the birds that hover over fields with shallow forked tails.
The story of Red Kites is circular. They have suffered a catastrophic decline in Spain from eating poisoned bait intended for varmints. It affected other raptors, but they are recovering. British fledglings have been returned to their ancestors’ country, where we hope they become successful breeders and won’t behave badly as they are wont to do in England, putting their reputation at stake again.
The Henley Standard published a story in 2023 of a Red Kite swooping for a sandwich a girl was about to eat while sitting on a bench beside the River Thames. When it dropped a slice, it beat her to pick it up. Other kites favor croissants, and one snatched a slice of pizza from a boy’s hand. This is the price the public pays for making birds too cocksure by befriending them with tidbits.

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Job in the Whirlwind at the End of his World

Scottish National Gallery, Edinburgh

William Blake was a poet, painter, printmaker, mystic, and, I vouch, a protoenvironmentalist. His painting: Job Confessing his Presumption to God, who answers in a Whirlwind, represents the crisis of his life. Job had a great life with his large family and immense possessions until he lost everything. The folktale is usually taken as a parable that questions God for allowing suffering (or letting pesky Satan loose), but it can be read another way.
Job regards himself as an entitled master of all he owns. As a righteous man, he deserved it! But God, speaking out of the whirlwind, asks (in other words), “Where were you at the Big Bang, the Age of the Dinosaurs, and the start of the Agricultural Revolution?” Job is depicted as the shrunken figure crouching under the Godhead.
If Blake could look down from heaven today, over two centuries since the paint dried, he would see colossal results of arrogance as the species that regards Earth as its dominion despoils it in a blink of cosmic time.

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Wildfire Worries

Source: USDA/ U.S. Forest Service
Source: USDA/ U.S. Forest Service

Wildfires are mainly a problem for Westerners, aren’t they? Hardly! The USDA Forest Service’s wildfire risk map shows Southern California is a persistent hot spot. Our friends’ home in Altadena survived the Eaton Fire earlier this year, and few homes were as lucky in the Palisades. But the danger doesn’t end there—states to the north and east, as far as Texas and Oklahoma, now face growing risks.
The reasons vary. In some places, it’s the urban–wildland interface pressing against expanding suburbs. In others, dense forests, dry brush, and parched grasslands create tinderbox conditions, especially when strong winds sweep through. Rising temperatures and prolonged droughts driven by climate change only add fuel to the flames.
Easterners can no longer afford to be complacent. Florida, New Jersey, and the Appalachian Mountains—especially in Kentucky and West Virginia—are increasingly vulnerable, though for different reasons.
Our own home in the Allegheny Mountains offers little defense against fire. The tin roof might help, but the house itself is mostly wood, standing in a small clearing surrounded by a forest of mixed hardwoods and red spruce. Rotting logs and fallen leaves carpet the ground. There’s just one escape route by vehicle—a long, snaking driveway that winds through the woods to a country road.
You might wonder if we sleep easily at night after watching wildfire news from elsewhere. Strangely, we do. Neighbors reassure us that “a fire won’t go far here—the forest floor stays moist.” But the present is not a simple extrapolation of the past. The landscape is not the same as before the great logging boom that ended a century ago, and the climate is changing fast.
We see many signs: invasive plants pushing into higher elevations; winters that once guaranteed deep snow from November to March now fickle and shorter; creeks and springs that ran year-round now dry by late summer. With little rainfall since midsummer (a repeat of last year), wells across the valley have gone dry, so homeowners must truck in water to refill underground tanks.
Meanwhile, from the comfort of a White House or the manicured greens of a golf course, the “Commentator-in-Chief on Climate” calls global warming “the greatest con-job ever perpetrated on the world.” Science and our perceptions are denied again. Ho hum.

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Check BirdCast for Migration

BirdCast monitors bird migration using doppler radar

There’s a White-eyed Vireo still singing in the garden and two Ruby-Throated Hummingbirds still visiting our nectar feeder. They will soon be on their way, flying overnight with millions of other summer visitors observing the shorter days and cooler temperatures.
Last Sunday, September 14, Doppler radar for BirdCast recorded 526,500 birds crossing our James City County boundaries, from soon after sunset until the wink of dawn. Their numbers peaked at 4.00 AM as they flew SSW at 32 mph on average and at about 1000 feet elevation. A third as many crossed on Monday night, and only an intrepid 2,300 last night, in stormy weather.
From ground observations in the past, we expect the following species migrating, and are perhaps overhead even as I write: American Redstart, Eastern Wood-Pewee, Northern Parula, Summer Tanager, Caspian Tern, Green Heron, Hooded Warbler, Blue-Gray Gnatcatcher, Yellow-throated Vireo, Palm Warbler, Yellow-billed Cuckoo, Magnolia Warbler, Yellow Warbler, and Scarlet Tanager.

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