Tales from the Farm – Bees…in the roof
I love bees. That’s why we keep them here at the farm. Well, I say “keep”, but in reality we’re simply guardians of the bees – they are wild animals and we simply provide housing benefit. However, I don’t love the fact that bees (not ours, I might add), have decided to take up residence in our roof.
Some weeks it does seem like this farm is testing the very limits of human capabilities. This week has been one of those.
After we discovered that our bore hole head was leaking (which is in itself an understatement – thousands of gallons of water are pouring out of a crack in it, which we now are in the midst of arranging to get fixed – that in itself is another drama), we discovered that our septic tank needed replacing. The English language makes everything sound so charming and simple doesn’t it? “We’ll need to replace the septic tank, darling. How much? Oh, around £6,000…”.
So, I decided to spend some time in the garden, to help relax, de-stress a little and feel like something I was doing – anything – was productive, rather than resulting in yet more problems. Only to walk around the corner of the house, casually glance up and see too many bees for my liking taking a real interest in quite a big break in the soffits. On closer inspection, but turns out there are quite a few significant cracks in the soffits and as I type this I’m waiting for a man to tell me how much it will be to replace the soffits, which it turns out are in quite the state of disrepair. I know how they feel.
However, looking at the positive, our roof has provided a very cosy nesting place for sparrows this year, courtesy of the huge cracks in the soffits and Mrs Jez and I got to witness the first flight and feeding of said baby sparrow.
There’s a saying: “it never rains but it pours”, to describe how sometimes bit doesn’t seem to be just a few things getting on top of you but quite a lot of them.
I thin k when we’re in that mental space, in what can become quite an ingrained, negative mindset, it;s our responsibility to find a positive thing; to seek out something that can help shift our focus from doom and gloom, to at least a glimmer of hope. It can be quite a fun challenge, finding the positive in something, especially when it’s bleak and unlikely! However, it almost always ends up discovered, or at least laughing at the grim prospect of finding something positive, which, in turn, results in some light relief.
As an aside, if you’re at all interested in keeping bees (you’re welcome to the ones in the loft…) or are as fascinated as we are by the concept of being a bee keeper, we’ll be running one of our new Meet the Masters workshops in July with the world’s first apprentice bee farmer, Rebecca Marshall. Our Meet the Master courses are an opportunity to spend a day learning from real masters of their field. Click here for more information on that and other courses, too.