We have recently noticed, as we build the back deck on our cabin, there there seems to be a lot of extra…poop on the deck. I guess it literally is a poop deck as the other decks do not seem to have as much. It’s the deck highest off of the ground so I figured this would be the domain of only birds.
Sure, other critters can climb but I am not sure why they would climb just to take a poop (although, if my poop deck is becoming a “destination” in the wilds, maybe it would be worth the trip). Some of the evidence is very clearly from birds (apparently big birds), but some trophies seem like they might be from other sources. Dear friends, do you have thoughts on the source of some of these poops?
Anyhow, the poop deck is nearly completed and I couldn’t be happier with that progress. Additionally, we added a door that opens onto that deck which makes it doubly nice. We had always planned to add a door so it was already framed into the studding. I just had to cut a huge hole in the sheeting and install it. Once we get railings, it will be a really pleasant place to sit and watch for whatever creatures see the worth in taking a poop with a view!
We love Mother Nature out at the cabin we are building but this story may freak out some readers. Honestly, it gave me quite a start as well. As you know, dear friends, we are building this cabin from scratch. Emily and I are doing the work ourselves so we get into a little bit of everything. Plumbing has long been on the list but we had to get the bathroom floor finished and the stem wall built and a hundred other things. I promise there is a plan to our madness, even if the plan itself is mad.
Wolf spider on her egg sac
Anyhow, hooking up the bootwasher was pretty high priority for obvious reasons. I took a day off of work to be on the job. We loaded up a bunch of pvc pipe up and I headed off to the site. I measured and cut and fitted and glued. I then cussed and cut all of that pipe down and cussed some more when it almost fit. If you know about pvc pipe, you know that it is rigid. There may be some play in a plumbing system but generally there is not a lot. When things work, that is a good thing as you don’t want pipes full of…stuff…moving. So I almost had things hooked together but something just didn’t meet up like I had planned. I had to cut it all back out (because pvc glue sets fast and does not forgive) and do a bunch of it over..to the tune of $45 wasted.
Fearless!
So, I was aggravated but that’s just construction it seems. I flopped back down on my back and wiggled up under the bathroom floor in the underneath of the house. As I was about to begin work again, I turned my head and not a foot away was a gigantic spider sitting atop a bag of baby spiders.
Wolf spider – spiderlings
Spiders don’t freak me out but I have to tell you, I sort of startled a little bit. It’s just weird when something you don’t expect presents itself…and I think people are sort of programmed to be wary of spiders anyhow. Anyhow, I let her be as she was just preparing to raise a family of spiderlings (yeah, that’s the technical term), apparently without a father figure around. Who am I to try to mess with a mother doing her best. I finished the plumbing and was on my way.
A few days later, I was back by and the spiderlings had hatched. There were literally hundreds of itsy bitsy spiders on a web that Momma spider had spun very close to our initial encounter. I couldn’t get a decent picture as they were tiny, but to the eye, it was quite a sight! I don’t know what the survival rate is, but I may have hundreds of wolf spiders under my new place eating other critters that aren’t welcome!
Yesterday felt a little like Debbie Downer so I have some really good news too! Even with all of our soccer running around, we recently got the boot washer hooked up at the executive deer stand! Although it has been fun using the outdoor litterbox, it got a little old for the ladies, especially. I don’t understand but then I am not a lady. I was sort of excited actually when we got the deck built. You can imagine, as a guy, that a high deck and the lack of indoor facilities was a temptation too good to pass up!
Bootwasher!
The funny thing is that the very first construction we did at the property was install a regulation septic system. It remained unused for 2 years as we built our cabin. I have had the pipe sticking up under the house for 8 months or so. I just needed to complete that final step where we join the toilet to the pipe. With my usual schedule, 8 months seems pretty good!
Pipes…who knew how exciting pipes could be?!
So, it is functional but we don’t yet have water hooked up. No worries though…we always bring water for washing and flushing. I haven’t installed the tank yet. I’ll get to that after we get the walls insulated and covered with drywall. I don’t care much for wrestling a full complete toilet. I’ll tell you, with the fall muddy season nearly upon us, I am so glad to have the boot washer in place!
Soccer is back in season for both kids. It’s a great time of year but also a bad time of year. We love the game and the kids on the teams and the fun but we quickly get tired of non-stop running. I am the head coach for the middle school team on which Isaac plays. Especially now, in the time leading up to the start of games, practice makes us very busy. We try to practice 5 days a week for a couple hours each night. I have to contact other coaches to schedule games and there are always meetings to attend.
I really enjoy the boys and I have coached a large number of them in rec-league and middle school since they were 7 or so years old. I have a great group of boys and I look forward to watching them succeed. It’s really tough this year, however, since Isaac cannot play…at least not yet. It’s not clear whether he will play at all, honestly, but we are hopeful. It’s more than a little frustrating for both of us. I do like coaching the boys but the best part of it would have been the opportunity to coach my own son. His blood clot seems to be on the mend but he is still on blood thinners and cannot play because of the risk of a hard contact that would cause a dangerous bleed.
I am definitely committed to the boys on this team, but I just wish things could be a little different. Isaac still gets to come to practice to participate in the non-contact drills but he does not enjoy having to sit out for the majority of each practice. I figure it is good for him to be around friends though and also to see me follow through with a commitment. Our games start next week so I figure that the team spirit will carry us all once things get rolling along. Wish us luck dear friends!
Where has the time gone? I swear we have been busy…in fact, too busy to even write anything I guess. Really, my problem is that I have been in recovery. You see, a few weeks ago, Bryan Adams came to Charleston for a concert in the excellent Clay Center. He asked me to sing back-up for him during the concert. Actually, he wanted me to sing along from the audience…you know…to lead the common folk who were in the crowd.
When Bryan first announced his concert, Emily’s brother asked if we wanted to get tickets. Of course we wanted to go and reminisce about our early days of dating. I forgot how many awesome Bryan Adams songs there are! This concert was a huge reprisal of all of his very best songs. It was awesome! Some concerts are not much fun when the musician focuses on new songs that no one cares about or the really bad old songs…but not Bryan Adams! Every song for 2 hours was a classic song from my teen years! He didn’t need any technology to sound great. His live concert was just as good as his recorded work. It was amazing!
Bryan Adams in concert
The best part is that we had seats at center stage, six rows back. The concert was acoustical and simple and a perfect date for Emily and me. I tried to take some pics to share our date with you, my friends. My iPhone 4 has a camera that was woefully inadequate for taking pictures from even 6 rows back. So, not only is my voice in recovery, but so is my wallet. You see, my iPhone ticked me off so much that I got a new phone…I switched from Apple and bought a Samsung Galaxy S4…love it! No more bad pics I hope!
The background is a portrait of Bryan Adams
Anyhow, if you get a chance to see Bryan Adams in concert, go. It was a lot of fun and he has so many great and classic songs that you will know, even if you don’t remember that they were his songs!
We were working on the deck at the deluxe shed last weekend and we heard this incredible sound. Circling about overhead was this oddly shaped black flying machine. It wasn’t a black helicopter so I began to wonder if my tinfoil hat was screwed on a little too tight. The black flying machine continued to circle though and finally came into my field on approach! Honest to goodness, the new technology is amazing! This new stealth fighter landed on one of the boards for the deck on which I was working!
Stealth fighter or giant black horse fly? You be the judge!
We moved over slowly to where it had landed, not knowing if we should be honored or afraid. I pulled out my camera figuring it would be the moment of truth…either the flying machine would remain still and let me take a pic or I would feel its sting. I felt bold and alive and the tingles of adrenaline poured over my body!
I looked back at Abigail who had first spotted this stealth fighter and she said, “Dad, you’re an idiot…it’s a fly. Take a picture before it flies off!” Parenting is so humbling! I think this baby is a horse fly (Tabanus atratus) but I don’t think I have ever seen a solid black one or one of this size! He was a beauty and he posed very well for a pic…no bites at all!
Just like at my house, the queen in a bee colony runs the show! The queen bee is the mother to all of the bees in the colony who sort of live to serve her. They feed her and clean up her waste. They guard her and, based on the pheromones she releases, swarm with her when it is time to move. The temperament of the queen has everything to do with the temperament of the colony as well.
Can you spot the queen bee? Click to enlarge the picture…it makes it easierThe pic above, only zoomed in on the queen
Queen bees only breed immediately after they are hatched. Once a queen leaves her queen cell where she pupated, she takes several mating flights in her first week or so where she hooks up with male drones mid-flight. Based on boy-bee anatomy, at the completion of the act, the boy parts are ripped from their bodies dooming them almost immediately. The queen may execute this breeding process 1-10 times in her first week or so and in that process stores all of the sperm with which she will populate her colony. If Africanized drones are flying near (which is a real possibility with Southern-made queens), the queen will produce bees with Africanized genetics. If crazy males are flying by, the queen will produce crazy bees. It’s a bit of a crap-shoot and the temperament of the colony will change as the queen “works her way through” the sperm she gathered during her breeding period.
This is sort of what it looks like when I start the search…but they don’t stand still!
Hey, here’s a fun fact…female bees, which make up the majority (~95%) of the hive, are the workers who make the honey, guard the hive, and raise baby bees. Only female bees are made from fertilized eggs. The queen lays a certain number of unfertilized eggs which become male drone bees which only exist to breed with other queens outside the hive. That is, if a nearby colony makes a new queen or if the queen in the current hives dies, drones will mate with the newly made queen (more on that in another post). If you thought life required fertilized eggs, you are wrong! Male bees come from unfertilized eggs!
Two queen cells…where the queen changes from a egg to a full grown mommy bee!
Anyhow, most good beekeepers will, at some point, requeen their hives to ensure that the colony will have a good supply of female workers, to alter the temperament of the colony or to ensure that the queen is young and vigorous. The typical queen will last 5-7 years maximum and will, over that time, produce a weaker and weaker colony. In the end, she will run out of stored sperm and will make a colony full of drones which do not make honey and will ultimately die.
Queens in introduction cages. The candy is the white stuff in the long tube
Last weekend was the weekend for me to requeen my colonies. Imagine if you will, looking through a colony of 60,000 bees, one of which looks a little different, and all of which are unhappy about having their home inspected. It’s like finding a slightly longer needle in a needlestack! Some beekeepers go their entire beekeeping career never seeing their queens. Those beekeepers often have trouble throughout their careers which is a shame. Anyhow, I blur my eyes a little and watch for “queen movement” She just moves differently and I can spot her easily if I look for her special “shimmy”!
Always put the candy “up” so any debris won’t block the hole and trap the queen inside
Once I find her, I mash her and introduce a new queen contained in a special cage that has sugary candy in the end. The idea is that the bees will eat through the candy because it’s…well..candy. In that time, the old queen’s pheromones dissipate and the new queen’s take over. If that goes well, she is accepted and life goes on. Of course, if it doesn’t go well, they immediately kill her and I am out $25 and a lot of work. In that case, I order a new queen and try again!
As a special treat, here is a recording I made of one of my queen bees piping as she waited to be put into a colony. Piping is a way the queen communicates that she is ready to do battle with other queens and that she rules the roost…many people have never heard this sound so I am pleased to have recorded it. I only ever heard it one other time when there was a virgin queen still in a queen cell, but nearly ready to hatch. She and the old queen were throwing it down! Apparently, queen bees pipe in G#!
I’ll check next weekend to make sure all of the colonies have freed and accepted their new queens…lets’ hope for the best…long live the queen!
We always ponder the priority with which we need to work on parts of the deluxe shed. We need running water, electric, and heat. There are lots of things that need to be done in a particular order so that we can get electric, water and heat. Would you believe a deck around the entire place is one of those things?
You see, we plan to bury the electric from the pole to a wooden “electric wall” on one side of the house on which the meter and shut-off will reside. We have always planned on a wrap-around deck so to build the wall, we need to know exactly where the deck is going to be. Once that is done, we can trench between the pole and the wall. The rest is sort of easy once that is done.
I don’t know if you have ever been to West-by-God-Virginia, but we have mountains here. There is precious little flat ground here and that which does exist floods every time it rains. So, we are building on an incline and in the mud. It has been fun! We finished the deck on one side and that has been great as far as getting us in and out of the house…and out of the mud! The remaining sides are all elevated, with the highest being 9 feet off of the ground. Still, building deck is easy and makes a dramatic change to the appearance of the place…plus it will allow us to finally get electric, water and heat!
Here’s the cool part about the side deck…Emily, with a little help from Isaac, completely finished it completely by herself. I was working on the bees while she sawed and hammered and cussed. We worked together on the frame but she put all of the decking on by herself! One heck of a woman!
How can it be that summer is over already?! Well, not really over but for all intents and purposes, once school starts, Summer is basically (I’ll quote Sergeant Schultz here), “Kaput”. Our county sent those poor darlings back on Friday. I get why the send them back on a Friday in some ways but couldn’t they wait just a few more days?
We woke everyone early (compared to Summer wake up time) and I offered to make breakfast. No one took me up on it. I am not sure how to take that but I guess we just had some really really good tasting cereal at the house.
As we scurried around, Abigail was literally singing, “Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall” as she searched around for her shoes and stuff. Emily was singing “Happy days are here again…”, much to the dismay of the kids. Isn’t it great being a parent? Driving the kids nuts is so much fun!
Anyhow, poor Abigail was sort of tentative about the whole school thing. She wants to like school but she really likes to read and they don’t let her just read at will during the day so it could be better. Isaac was basically non-responsive but what would you expect from an 8th grade boy? He’s an inch-and-a-half taller than I am now and his voice is a man’s voice. I’d say he thinks like a man but that should go without saying…he’s an 8th grade boy…I never got beyond thinking like an 8th grade boy.
So, every year I interview the kids and ask them about their plans and such. Here are this year’s installments…
Click to play the videos. They are sideways and my converter program keeps crashing so use your imagination!
We pulled honey off of the hives the other day and a typical part of that process is taking a general gander (technical term) at the health of the colony. I usually look for the queen although I don’t spend a lot of time on that during the harvest. I do definitely look for eggs though. Eggs mean a queen was nearby in the last few days. I like to see a good number of worker bees and a typical brood/pollen/honey pattern in the nest. I usually get a good feel pretty quickly whether the hive is “hot” or overly defensive. In no way do I tolerate a hot hive. It’s dangerous for me, for other people and animals nearby and it is generally just not any fun whatsoever to work in a hot hive. I’ll tell you how to correct that in another post soon.
Varroa mite on honeybee larva
Anyhow, the other thing I do is a varroa mite check. Varroa mites (or just plain mites) are what began decimating wild honeybee colonies in the late 1980s around the United States. The mites are parasitic little pieces of evil that literally drink the bees dry. They are vectors for disease and just plain suck. I look for obvious signs of varroa mites… the mites actually hanging on the bodies of adult bees as well as for misshapen wings (they look chewed upon) that often indicate varroa. I also pop open a few capped drone cells (drones are the male bees that serve no purpose this time of year for me…queens are already mated and healthy. They will be thrown out of the hive in a few weeks anyhow.) You see, varroa like to attach to the bodies of the larva where they simultaneously mature with the bees.
So, I popped open a few cells and did indeed find varroa on some of the drones. There are several mostly effective methods to treat against the varroa and I am due for another treatment anyhow so I will add that in the next week or so. Most treatments take a few “doses” so that’s what I will do.
I also use integrated pest management (IPM) techniques including screened bottom boards and small cell honeycomb to help. Working around varroa is a necessary part of keeping bees nowadays so I just keep up on research and assume varroa exist in every hive. Following the routine has kept my bees alive and healthy for years now! I still hate those nasty little bugs though!
