Behind them, the old hollow oak remained, where a new queen was already "pipping" in her wax cell, ready to inherit the throne and begin the cycle once more. Catching Bee Swarms with Swarm Traps and Russian Scions
The swarm first settled on a low-hanging branch of a peach tree, knitting themselves together into a massive, pulsing beard of bees. At the center, protected by a living wall of workers, sat the Queen. Outside, the world was a dangerous place. A sudden rain could chill the cluster; a predator could tear through their ranks. Bee Swarm
danced for a hole in a red brick wall, vibrating with high-intensity energy. Behind them, the old hollow oak remained, where