Fresh off our beekeeping training, we were lucky enough to be offered some free bees. We had not planned on getting any yet, but it was too good an offer to miss.
Off we went to collect them, and then came the slowest car journey home ever.
Once home, the bees had time to orientate and find their wings before we moved them into their new home.
At this point in the journey everything seems great. The sun is out, the bees are settling, we have one hive, and all seems good in the world.