[The Sanctuary] The Gods Made Them All (Prt 4).

by **Kavala** on November 13th, 2012, 10:20 pm

Timestamp: 74th of Fall, 512 AV

Continued from: All Things Wise And Wonderful

So the Konti had figured out what a hive needed to survive seasonally and that sometimes beekeepers needed to supplementally feed bees. There were recipes in her book, but first she really needed to know just exactly what they ate. There were critical times of low honey, low pollen, and lack of food sources anywhere in the natural world. So during those times responsible beekeepers supplemented their diet by giving them artificial food. As it turned out, according to Kavala’s book, making food for bees was fairly easy. They were like children, in that they loved candy and there was even a recipe for bee candy in the section on feeding bees. Kavala turned through the pages, her eyes scanning the text, absorbing the information she could.

The first and most important part was that she needed to know what kinds of food bees actually needed. As with people, bees needed a well balanced diet that had food coming from multiple sources. They did not eat meat, and while some beekeepers gave them sugar water, they didn’t really thrive on it. They needed sugar water, bee candy, and pollen patties. These three critical things substituted well for what bees actually ate, which was fermented pollen, nectar and honey. It has always been the job of the beekeeper to replace these things in their colony’s diets as closely as they could, replicating them if possible.

Kavala was a bit hesitant. Pollen Patty? She envisioned gathering pollen by the bucket fulls like a bee would in the spring and summer, then compressing them into patties to feed the bees in the winter. It sounded like a lot of work. But when she read on, she almost laughed at herself. Pollen Patties were just a fancy name for a type of bee bread or dough that the bees really loved eating.

So, first things first. Beekeepers needed to produce sugar water.

All that was truthfully needed was for a beekeeper to mix sugar and water at room temperature. When beekeepers fed sugar water, the bees started to be encouraged to draw out their combs and produce more living space in the hive. Sugar water was not boiled. It combined just fine in those ratios and could be lightly sprayed or placed in trays in the hive. Once beekeepers have gathered their share of honey in the fall, they needed to start feeding supplemental sugar to replace the honey they took from the colony. The recipe called for two parts sugar with one part water. A beekeeper can’t mix this at room temperature, so they needed to boil the two substances to melt the sugar and create the syrup. Bees thought sugar syrups was a serious nectar flow and usually loved drinking it, which in turn caused them to start brood raising like mad. The syrup could be added to a bottle, inverted, and then be allowed to drip into the hive.

Some beekeepers pulled an entire frame out and replaced it with a hollow frame that would hold liquid. This frame was then placed in the hive and filled with syrup so the bees could drink any time and not be cold or have to worry about getting wet. Easy enough, Kavala could do that. She in fact had two hollow frames that came with her hives that looked designed to be just that. At first she thought they were some sort of tray the bees huddled in, but looking at the hollow feeder frame, it made complete sense.

Bee candy was yet another way of feeding bees that was specifically designed for the workers. The recipe was simple. One and a half cups of sugar added to one half cup o flight corn syrup. Heat the mixture, stirring often. When the mixture started to boil, let it turn an ugly brown color. Immediately pour it into candy molds or onto a straight flat surface like a slab of stone. Let the molds cool, or work the candy on the stone until its whatever shape you desire and completely cooled. Once its cooled, place it over the top of the frames and the workers will climb all over it and devour it almost as soon as they discover it.

The final thing that beekeepers needed to do was to make pollen patties. That’s what Kavala figured would be the hardest step in being a bee chef. However, since she was already well versed at making bread, the tasks seemed all that much easier.

Pollen Patties

• 1 part Powdered Milk
• 1 part Yeast
• 3 parts Flour

Add in sugar syrup until the powders turn into a dough.

That was all there was too it. Mix flour, yeast, and the dried milk until they turned into a dough with the sugar syrup. Form them into patties and then slip them into the hives. Patties went bad fast, molding, so it was up to the beekeeper to judge how many to make at a time depending on how many his bees would eat. Feed them all they could eat, as well, and keep the pancake-like batter wrapped up in parchment. Cut a little V in the parchment or cut the entire patty in half and stick one half of it in the hive at a time.

Feeding bees, it seemed, was a breeze.

by **Kavala** on November 14th, 2012, 5:44 pm

Now that Kavala knew what to feed the bees, there was a whole lot more she needed to learn. For one thing, while she’d investigated the hive and its components, she’d not done an It seemed beekeeping required more equipment than just a hive, the components that make up the hive and the honeybees. Kavala knew that, but in her rush to learn about the bees, she’d skipped the equipment she’d need for herself to keep herself safe and work with the bees in a way that kept them safe. There was a whole section in her book about equipment that she’d want, equipment that would be nice to have, and then the equipment that she’d absolutely needed. The equipment she actually needed other than the hive and the bees consisted of only three things. She needed a hive tool, a smoker, and a hat that was veiled. It all seemed simple enough. Kavala examined the picture of the hive tool in the book and then picked up the one she had in reality. It looked like a modified crow bar, though the dimensions were all off. Kavala was actually puzzled on what one did with a hive tool. She opened the book to read.

The hive tool is a flat prying device measuring aprox 9-10 inches long. The hive tool resembles a small carpenter’s pry bar. They are forged especially for beekeepers by blacksmiths and used to move frames around and pry them out of supers. Bees often ‘glue’ frames into place propolis with to make them more stable so beekeepers need one of these tools as a must have for their day to day beekeeping. A Beekeeper will almost never find a hive not stuck together or supers glued to supers. So this tool is a must.

The shinny well hewened end is used for separating the hive bodies and supers. The hooked end of hive tool is used for scraping off propolis. It’s very important for beekeepers to keep the amount of propolis down in their hives for cleanliness and ease of working with frames.

Okay, so the hive tool was a necessity. Kavala picked it up in her hands, studied it, and nodded to herself. She’d probably need more than one, in retrospect, because they looked easy to loose, misplace, and perhaps be one of those things where they got ‘borrowed’ for a lot of other work as well.

Kavala moved on. There were more tools. And a big one was the smoker. Kavala had been looking over the strange circular device that looked like it took at least a competent smithy to make. It had a bellows and a weird almost sieve like structure on the top. There was a handle, and the lid lifted off. Kavala puzzled over it a few minutes, took the lid off, played with the bellows, and then began reading before she utterly broke the thing.

Beekeepers blew smoke in their hives before they entered them. They did this by fueling a smoker with pine needles, corn cobs, wood pellets, dry grass, mulch or even old burlap. So when one approached a hive to open it, a beekeeper got their smoker going and then blew a few puffs of smoke into the front opening and then waited. The wait was about three chimes for safety, then they could remove the top cover and blow a few more puffs of smoke into the entrance hole in the inner cover. As the inner cover is removed, the beekeepers then blows even more puffs under the cover and between the frames as they lifted the inner cover out and exposed it to the world outside the hive.

The smoke made the bees lethargic and hungry. So they’d eat and settle when smoke was applied.

The book cautioned that the smoker got hot, and often beekeepers would set them down on wooden tables and catch the tables on fire or burn impressions of the smokers into the table. Kavala had to chuckle over that. Gloves wouldn’t be enough, though they certainly would help. One had to keep an eye out on where one sat the smoker when it was not in use. Cobbles only. That wouldn’t be a problem for her.

So there was also a bit of advice on loading the smokers.

Much like building a fire in the wilderness, lightly place material in the smoker until a fire is well started. Densely packed material will not burn. Overloading a smoker will just result in frustration and lack of flame. So load lightly, and as the fuel starts burning good, add more material. Make sure you do not add too much flaming material too quickly because flames can come out of the open smoker hole and those flames can burn hands, protective clothing and can catch hives on fire.

So.. smoking bees? Kavala would have never thought blowing smoke on insects would calm them down, but by now she trusted her book.

Beekeepers also often wore a hat with a veil that covered their face and sometimes shoulders. Getting stung by honeybees was usually no big deal, but getting stung in the face could be a dangerous undertaking. Most hats are straw or pith. The veil is either silk or cotton and designed to keep anything from mosquitoes to ticks to bees out. Beekeepers often forgot to tie off veils at the bottom when they were working. So Kavala read a practical method for catching the occasional stray that snuck up under her veil.

All one needed to do was remain calm and turn towards the sun because bees will naturally crawl towards light. If your facing the sun, the bee beneath your veil will soon come into view, then you can pinch her between your fingers and gently slide the bee out of the fabric or kill it neatly, whichever the beekeeper preferred.

Kavala of course tried on her her hat, arranged the veil, and giggled lightly.

There were other tools as well. Beekeepers kept small brushes to gently brush live bees off frames. There were frame holders so a beekeeeper would have a place to hang a frame outside the hive when they were working with one. And there were numerous sprayer and of course the all important glove.

And finally she needed a good basic pair of gloves. Fortunately, those weren’t hard to find around The Sanctuary. They were almost standard issue, as far as Kavala was concerned. Gloves would protect her hands from not really bee stings – because most honeybees could be handled without the worry of stings – but from the roughness of the hive, the nails and propolis and even from getting sticky from honey. They were just a good safety piece of equipment all around. She made a note to check Sanctuary’s stocks and make sure they had plenty of gloves on hand, not just for the bees but because in the remodel they’d went through a great many sets hauling debris and clearing away the Djed Storm destruction.

However, the book did warn her that handling bees with gloves isn’t always a good idea. Most Beekeepers handled them barehanded because bees tended not to sting. But if a bee got up into the glove, often it would sting repeatedly until the glove was removed.

The ideal Beekeeper always worked with their bees in a way that allowed them never to get stung. Kavala decided she wanted to be that kind of beekeeper too. Maybe it was about time she looked at stings and how to deal with them to be ready for not if it happened but when it happened.

by **Kavala** on November 14th, 2012, 9:18 pm

So the first thing to understand about beestings, according to Kavala’s book, was that they could be absolutely just uncomfortable, and then they could be absolutely deadly. The deadly stings were those received by people who were allergic to beestings. Unfortunately those people who had severe allergies tended not to live past childhood so it was rare someone made it to adulthood and didn’t realize they had an issue. So, treating one wasn’t the same as treating the other, though healers had to keep in mind that the people allergic to beestings wouldn’t likely last through their treatment at all unless they had multiple gnosis marks or were incredibly skilled.

Kavala was both, but she hoped that everyone in The Sanctuary wasn’t allergic. It would indeed make her life a great deal easier.

Treatment of Bee Stings

Remove the Stinger
Scrape the stinger loose, never grasping it or pulling on it because it could release more toxin into the skin or site where the sting happened.
Control the Swelling
Keep the area cool – apply cold well water or ice
Elevate the area if you can – say lift a leg or an arm
Treat Symptoms
Give pain killers or anti itching medications.
Follow Up
Watch sting site closely for the next two to five days.
Keep area Clean
Prevent infection in the area

Normal treatment of bee stings was a simple fairly straightforward process. Like all medicine, there was a logic to it and a methodology. One simply removed the offending stinger, treated the wound, and then watched the patient to make sure their own body healed without too much help. The tricky part was when patients had allergic reactions..

If a person did have an allergic reaction to the sting, all one could do was administer Bluevein Shrub as an injection with a dart which acted as a stimulant and keep their vitals stable hoping the stimulant got them through the sting symptoms. It had to be given in the muscle of the outer thigh, not the rear end or in the limbs because the plant was potent and caused a rush to the patient that could damage their tissues. Kavala made a note to gather a great deal and keep her stimulate supply heavy just in case. The allergic symptoms were easy to spot.

Signs of Allergic Reaction To Bee Stings

• Trouble breathing
• Swollen tongue
• Throat closing up or swelling shut.
• Trouble speaking or rasping words
• Pain and Sickness to throwing up.
• Racing heart
• Skin that turns red, itches uncontrollably, or swells. Aka Hives
• Dizzyness or Faintness
• Anxiety
• Person looses consciousness.

So, there wasn’t much other than an injection of Bluevein Shrub extract that a healer could do with a severe allergic reaction. But there were things you could do to reduce stings, Kavala soon learned.

For one, Beekeepers were definitely going to get stung. So when they were stung, if their smoker is up and running, then they needed to smoke the bees immediately. For some reason, it seemed to calm them. Because if one bee stung, sometimes the rest seemed to think they needed to as well. And if smoke was applied, then often the effects were reduced and the rest of the bees lost interest in joining their dead co-worker.

Another thing Kavala soon learned was that bees were sensitive to weather. The book heavily advised her not to work on her bees when the days were cloudy, cool, or very windy. And if a storm was coming, somehow the bees knew it and that would cause them to be highly stressed as well.

So what else could she do to minimize stings?

Definitely, the first key to success with working on her bees would be to pick a very sunny day with little wind and beautiful warm clear skies. The bees were just happier when they were hotter. That was one of the reasons beekeepers needed to keep their hives out in the sun. The other thing she could do would be to pick a time of day to work on the bees where they were busy elsewhere. You wanted to break into a hive between the tenth and fourteenth bell because that was the time of day that most hives were the busiest and all the workers were out forging that were assigned to be forgers.

Another good tip the book had was that bees liked to sting dark things and seemed to keep calm in the presence of light things. So it was key that clothing be white and not black when working with the bees. Kavala smiled, because her skin was white and that would preclude them from being predisposed to sting her unknowingly and unprovoked. She could avoid beekeeping in her black leathers and wear white smocks instead. That was more than adequate. And as long as she avoided perfumes, scented soaps, or having rank body odor the bees would be fine as well. They liked clean people with no odd smells. They disliked perfume and stinky unclean people. Kavala could empathize there.

So beyond that, what else? The Konti read further. Turning the page, the book discussed swatting at bees. Everyone did that, right? It was a terrible thing to do. Bees liked gentle calm movements and no aggressive swatting. When faced with aggression bees usually reflected aggression and began stinging. So as long as Kavala kept calm working with them, she could indeed expect them to remain calm. They also hated sweating, heavy breathing, and any sort of odd noises or smells that weren’t normal to their environment.

It made sense to the Konti. It really did.

So, above all that and perhaps getting back to basics, using the smoker helped. The book advised, all over the place, to keep using the smoker, not to get lazy and not light it, and have it ready so that the bees were always happily drugged and sleepy in the presence of smoke. So coupled with her hat and veil, Kavala could expect to be relatively safe. That was refreshing for a change.

by **Kavala** on November 18th, 2012, 1:33 am

Well, now that Kavala knew about bee stings, she was running out of things she could actually do without having real live bees around. Which, in reality, was no problem because she was planning on meeting a man named Collin Fallingsun today at The Orchards outside of town. He was busy splitting hives, thinning bees, and had promised her enough bees to colonize her hives before winter. She’d have to supplimentally feed them of course, beings that it was fall instead of spring, but now that she had the know-how to do so, that wasn’t such a daunting task.

What was daunting was working with the bees for the first time. And she wanted an expert there to show her how to do it. It was likely that Collin would repeat some of what she’d learned already, but it was also likely that he’d teach her a whole lot more that wasn’t in the books.

So Kavala got ready, packed her notes and safety equpiment, and took a Strider to The Orchards to meet him. He was in his office at The Orchards going over records when she showed up. Shaking his hand, she introduced herself and the beekeeper did the same.

“Glad you’re here, Kavala. I always love it when people take an interest in bees. I bet your going to be especially happy not having to buy beeswax and honey from me anymore. Though, truthfully, I understand why you are doing it. We don’t get a lot of call for the beeswax but we are busy with honey orders all year round so you won’t be that missed.” Collin said, clasping her wrist in a traditional Pavi greeting and speaking to her in rapid fluent Pavi.

Kavala was charmed.

“I’m really happy to be here. I’ve read everything I could on bees, but I know it’s not the same as really being here and doing the hands on stuff. I’m ready to get started though. Are you still bringing ten starter colonies for me tomorrow?” Kavala asked, excitement glittering in her eyes. She had her yvas bag of equipment in her hands now and had sent Windsong off to graze under the apples trees.

“Sure, we’ll be all ready. If we don’t split the hives in the fall, they begin to swarm. Have you read anything about that yet? I have a colony right now that’s swarming. We’ll see if we can’t capture it while you are here.” Collin said, looking curious, probably seeing if there was any fear in her eyes. Kavala suspected this was a tactic perhaps to see how serious a person interested in beekeeping was..

Kavala shook her head. “No, there was really not a large section on swarming. Just a few small sections on how to prevent one. I’d be really interested in seeing a swarm capture and getting some pointers.” She added.

“Good. Because odds are the swarm we are going to collect today will be one we will be bringing over to your facility tomorrow. And really, if you keep bees, people will start asking you all kinds of questions and will sometimes even ask you to come remove active hives that have formed where they shouldn’t or to collect swarms that are out looking for hives. Now, I’m sure you’ve read about queens and replacing them in hives. But what most people don’t realize is that wild queens with a swarm or who have established hives outside of the hive box are usually very hearty and will often make excellent replacement queens or the queen nucs in the hive will hatch out excellent queen material. Wild hives are always great places to get fresh bee stock. So when you find one, be sure you find the queen and capture her as well. They really do help out a local beekeeper, especially if their bees are failing or they have a hive that’s not doing well.” He added, studying Kavala. She smiled, nodded and tried to take note of what he said.

Queens from wild hives or swarms are often invaluable because they are more hearty to the world. Kavala understood this. Replace your tame stock with wild stock when you could and maintain your hive with the best reproductive blood available.

“I understand.” She said quietly.

“It’s rare we have swarms this time of year in the fall. Normally they swarm in the spring when it’s the natural time for bees to reproduce hives. But since the Djed Storm, all the critters have been acting abnormal and the bees are more nervous than usual.” Collin said, beckoning for Kavala to follow him into the Orchard. Along the way they stopped at a shed and grabbed a wooden wheelbarrow that had a partial beehive set up in it. It looked to be a deep super and several layers of frame.

“So.. let me talk about Swarming…” Collin said. “Swarms have no real structure. They are usually a mass ove bees hanging from a fence post, a tree, a roof, almost anywhere. Its completely normal for honeybees to swarm. That’s how the hive multiplies. It can happen for two reasons. First is that they are out looking for a new home. If a hive gets too crowded, they’ll all move out or split and that’s when a swarm will happen. Generally its when an older queen leaves with half the hive, leaving the rest for a young newly hatched queen. There can even be afterswarms when the new queens leave again with even smaller amounts of bees. Sometimes one hive can swarm multiple times. Sometimes they can split and split again.” He added, darting around a tree still pushing the wheelbarrow.

“Swarms are not aggressive and they usually don’t sting because the bees eat a tremendous amount of honey before they leave so they have food for the journey. They don’t have any honey or comb to protect so they really have no reason to be mean.” He said, bumping the wheelbarrow over a tree root and steering it between two peach trees.

Kavala followed, her face a solid wall of attention all focused on the young beekeeper.

“Why do they sit where they are sitting?” She asked suddenly. “It seems odd to see a tree full of bees or a fence post with a writhing swarm of bees. Is there a reason they aren’t just all flying around?” She asked, her voice serious.

“Good question. They simply hang around as a colony while their scouts are out doing their business. The scouts flitter around investigating everything, looking for a new place for the swarm. Once they find a nice place they think would make a good final home, they return to the swarm and guide them there.” Collin said, looking pleased. He’d came to a stop and Kavala almost ran into him, paying more attention to what was around him than what was in front of her.

She looked up, gasped slightly, and saw a writhing mass of bees hanging from a peach tree, dangling like some enormous swollen fruit that was blighted with dark bruising.

“Is that the swarm?” She asked, her voice catching. Collin slowly smiled.

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by **Kavala** on November 18th, 2012, 2:11 am

“Indeed Miss Kavala, that’s the swarm.” Collin announced, as they both walked closer. Kavala walked around the branch looking it over closely, and then glanced at Collin as if to say… “What do we do now?” He only chuckled.

“It’s far worse than it looks. Say hello to some of your new bees.” She laughed, waved at them, then got closer, studying them. It was surprising how close she could get to the swarm and though they looked dangerous, it was obvious that they in fact were not. The bees were in a sort of ball, writhing around on each other, hanging in a huge ball. Kavala wondered if what bee was the poor one clinging to the branch with all their might holding the weight of the rest of the bees up.

It was astonishing.

“Now, the problem is the scouts are out looking right now. It’s our job to capture this group of bees and get them away from here before the Scouts find them. Because if the scouts get back, they’ll try and talk the swarm into leaving to go inhabit whatever fascinating spot the scouts have found to move the swarm too. We don’t know how but for some reason the scouts can tell the hive exactly what coordinates the new location is at.” He said, shaking his head with the look of someone who was astonished at the bees abilities. Kavala could tell Collin was a real fan.

“Okay so how do we capture them? I assume we’re putting them in the hive box in this wheelbarrow and just moving it someplace else. Is there a distance that’s ‘too far’ for a scout to find them?” She asked.

Collin nodded. “Anywhere after a few dozen yards and they’ll have trouble. We want the scouts to never return so the beens will stay in the new place we put them thinking it is superior.” Collin added.

Kavala nodded.

“There are other tricks as well. I’m going to let you capture this swarm, because its in an easy place to shake the bee ball off the tree. But the tricky part isn’t actually capturing them. The tricky part is to get them to stay in one place. So for that you need a few tricks. See that I brought the hive on the wheelbarrow? Take off the cover will you? And look in there and tell me what you see?” He added, moving to an angle so Kavala could get to the hive on top of the wheelbarrow. She removed the lid and saw two things immediately. The box was just a deep super. In the deep super there were almost no frames, but a single frame of brood from another hive, and at the bottom it looked like there was a chunk of drawn comb. Kavala repeated what she’d seen.

“Very good. Drawn comb is your best friend when finding and containing swarms. I save it for just this reason. Swarms will be less likely to leave their containment if you have at least a frame of brood from another hive and a bit of drawn comb. I also like to coat the inside of the box with sugar water to tempt them to feed even more deeply. The foundation gets a good spray of sugar water too. Bees are lazy, Kavala. They don’t want to leave sugar coated homes. Food is too rich and plentiful.” He added, smiling slightly.

“Can you restrict the openings… I mean block off the entrances and exists?” She asked, tilting her head and studying the frame arrangement, the drawn comb and the box that she now recognized as glistening with sugar water.

Collin laughed. “I was just getting to that. I restrict the opening of the hive down to the smallest part I can . That way you only loose one or two bees instead of the colony swarming out the minute you turn your back after having relocated them. If they have to swarm out single file, then they get irritated and upset, just like we do.” He added looking thoughtful.

“So Kavala its important you have all your equipment ready before you have a swarm. You can’t watch a swarm pour out of your hives and then scramble to get all the gear together. People can get hurt and you can loose whole hives that way. Have everything ready. You’ll need a spare hive, sugar water already mixed up, ropes to tie off limbs, perhaps a limb saw, gloves, and then something to secure your hive to if your using it in a wheelbarrow like this or even a wagon. I just have a swarm supply kit ready. You’ll need one too getting into this business.” He said, looking around, gesturing at his wheelbarrow full of supplies.

Kavala nodded, making note of what was in the wheelbarrow and then understanding she was so not

“Always be careful. You are a healer so you should know this. Don’t climb trees or put yourself in danger. Work fast, but do not work sloppy or roughly. They could be waiting for their scouts to tell them were the new home is. They might have stopped to let the queen rest if she got tired, and they might be about ready to leave again. You want to get the swarm when its down, not when its airborn. If its flying its not something you are going to be able to capture. Oh and if you are in the middle of capturing a swarm, try and warn the people around. Its almost assured that your activities will draw a crowd.” Collin added, chuckling.

“Okay lets get this one down. Wheel the wheelbarrow over there under the clump, Kavala, and then go shake the branch vigorously until the clump drops off into the hive. Then cap it. Cap it quickly and then its contained. Go ahead.. don’t’ be afraid.” The beekeeper urged.

“Well, if they are my bees, they might as well get used to me already right?” She said, grabbing the wheelbarrow and positioning it below the clump. Then moving around she got to where she could grab the tree branch a bit away from the hive and began gently shaking it. At first nothing happened, but as she gave it a rougher shake, the clump broke loose and dropped into the box below with an audible thump. Kavala let go of the branch, and reached the hive in time to grab the hive cover and slide it into place. Sure there were stray bees flying around, but for the most part they were all in the wooden box.

Kavala turned to Collin. “Is that it?” She asked, excited.

“That’s it…” He agreed as she proudly stared at the now heavy hive. “We just need to wheel it away where the scouts can’t find it, say back where the office is, and it will be ready to be packed up to take to your house tomorrow. We’ll let my helpers do that. But while you’re here, we’ll go look at my the rest of my hives." He said with a smile, resting the bee hive filled with the captured bees in the shade where his helper could package them up for Kavala's trip home.

Kavala cheered silently, excited.

Continued with --> Even The Bees!

by **Jackalope** on December 11th, 2012, 5:49 pm

Kavala

Award

Skill	XP Earned	Lore Earned
Beekeeping	+5	How to Make Sugar Water
Research	+5	How to Make Bee Candy
Interrogation	+1	How to Make Pollen Patties
		What a Hive Tool is, and Its Importance
		Smokers: Used to Calm Bees
		The Outfit of a Beekeerp
		Medical Technique: How to Treat Bee Stings
		Signs and Symptoms of a Allergic Reaction to a Sting
		Collin Fallingsun: Beekeeper
		Splitting Hives to Prevent Swarming
		Getting Bees to Take to a New Home

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