Spring has certainly arrived

I woke up this morning in a fair degree of discomfort.* 

It is nowhere near as bad as it was back in 2023, when I could walk no further than about fifty yards. This morning it was just general discomfort in my lower back, and left hip with occasional twinges in my left shin. I'm no expert but these seem to be mild forms of the symptoms I experienced as a result of formainal stenosis.

I decided to cancel plans for a walk with the dogs, and made an appointment with the GP instead.

I then headed out to the garden and took the lawn mower out on to the back lawn. My thinking was along the lines of, "I can always abandon mowing if my back hurts too much."  I got the mower running and the bloody thing threw its drive belt within the first five minutes. This meant that I had no powered assistance, and had to push the mower up and down the sward.  It is a good sized lawn and I was pretty tired by the end of it.

Lunch was followed by a lengthy kip, and I then headed out to the store room. My afternoon was spent sorting through my collection of supers. I now have three piles; supers with no frames, supers with frames of foundation and supers with frames of drawn comb.  

My preference is always to give the bees supers with drawn comb. This means that they can start storing nectar with minimal effort spent building or repairing comb, as they would if given frames of foundation.

It's still a little early to be adding supers to the hives, but it won't be long before I open them up for their first inspection of the year.

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* I also woke after a night of very strange dreams. This was unusual, as I rarely remember my dreams, but could recall several from last night. I'm not going to recount them, as I am a strong believer in the view that there is nothing as boring as listening to someone else recount their dreams.