A lady rang this evening to say she had a swarm of bees in her garden. 3 feet off the ground in a young oak tree. Ideal! I said I would be there for 18.00. I used a nucleus box and shook the swarm into the box. I forgot to put a sheet under the box – so some of the bees fell on the grass. But the Queen must have been knocked into the box – so slowly but surely all the bees went into the nucleus. An hour and a half later we left the garden with my first swarm. What an evening! I left a pot of honey with the owners. It bought back so many memories of that evening when it all started for me when the bees swarmed in front of me and the lady beekeeper came to our Norfolk home to pick them up. This incident first triggered my fascination for bees and beekeeping. See the Bylaugh storyline for more detail on this!
I now need to name the swarm. Any ideas welcome (ideally complementing the current three of Faith, Joy and Harmony).