Honey bees always surprise me. Two weeks ago, after my swarm in a tree moved into a bait hive, I noticed a grapefruit-size cluster beneath the hive stand. The vast majority of the swarm had gone inside, but this one ball of bees was hanging from the screened bottom board.
It was hard to get to, but I crawled under the stand and brushed them off the screen, hoping they would enter the hive. But instead, they flew around a bit and re-clustered in the same spot. Other things needed my attention, so I left them.
That night was cold, just above freezing. The next morning, I went to see if they had gone inside, but they were dead. The whole grapefruit had fallen from the screen and lay asplat on the ground beneath the hive stand. I was annoyed no end I hadn’t done more to help them.
With my hive tool, I scraped the pile out from under the stand and pulled it apart with my fingers. I was worried that the queen might be there. I thought it unlikely, but I sorted through the bodies anyway. The ball comprised mostly workers, although about forty percent of it was drones. Spread out in the grass, it was a big pile, but I saw no queen.
I walked away thinking I should probably clean up the mess. Maybe later. The sky was clear, and in a couple of hours the sun chased away the cold.
Armed with a feeder, I went back to the hive and nearly freaked. My dead bees were crawling in the grass! Some were leaving the pile and flying in great arcs, some were fanning and stretching. Nearly every last one of the dead bees was reincarnated as a live bee. I watched, mesmerized, until they disappeared into their hive.
Obviously, what I thought were dead bees were just cold bees. The cluster wasn’t large enough to keep itself warm, so the bees became chilled and immobile. When they could no longer grasp the screened bottom, they fell to the ground. Their apparently lifeless state was ultimately cured by the sunshine.
What bothered me most, though, was something else. Upon seeing the resurrection, I immediately recalled a hive that I had cleaned out about three weeks earlier. Bees that had been alive the day before died on an exceptionally cold night. It was a small colony, but it still had plenty of food. Nevertheless, when I saw the dead bees, I immediately cleaned out the hive and tossed everything.
Now I keep wondering, should I have waited? Should I have let them warm up before I tossed them? I will never know, but it is certainly a lesson for the future.