I lit the smoker (which I am still relighting several times during each visit... frustrating!) and opened the hive, removing the white plastic hive-top feeder. I was glad to see that the bees had quit making as much burr comb, and saw that about 6 of the 10 frames had been drawn into comb.
I lifted one of the frames and noticed several bees emerging from their cells, all downy and small. As I studied those, my mother, standing by and viewing the same frame from the other side, said, "Why is there a red bee?"
"I don't know what you mean."
"There - that bee is red, bright red, I can see it from here."
I had no idea what she meant but as I turned the frame I saw her - the queen bee, marked with a dot of red paint.
Thrilling!!
I left for my vacation knowing that all was well and lively in the bee hive.
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