Treasuring bees, saving the world

Bees love tall thistle (Cirsium altissimo) shown with a bee, Golden Prairie, Golden City, Missouri by Betsey Crawford
Tall thistle (Cirsium altissimum) Golden Prairie, Golden City, Missouri

The invitation came from Susan Friedman, whom I met on a weekend with Joanna Macy, and whose native plant gardens were part of Retaining Paradise. The Work that Reconnects workshop was held at Canticle Farm, an urban farm in Oakland, a rectangular open space created by combining the yards and gardens behind a block of houses.

During the weekend, their bees swarmed. The queen, responding to pressures in the hive, led many her subjects out to form a new one. For an afternoon, thousands of bees hung in a mass on a sturdy tree branch, while scouts looked for new sites. In the meantime, a beekeeper on someone’s speed dial was called to put the swarm into a new hive box and take it to another farm. 

This extraordinary event led Susan, already thinking about having a hive on her property, to find a class on beekeeping. It had never occurred to me to do such a thing. But when she asked me if I was interested, I wrote back, ‘Of course.’

So there we were, on a hot June Saturday, in a demonstration garden a couple of blocks from San Francisco’s City Hall. Our teacher, Mark, was an engaging bee geek. He punctuated his opening talk with continual delight at the intricate, fascinating life of the bees he is passionate about. 

Bees love prickly poppy (Argemone polyanthemos) Konza Prairie Biological Station, Flint Hills, Kansas by Betsey Crawford
Prickly poppy (Argemone polyanthemos) Konza Prairie Biological Station, Flint Hills, Kansas

Though I had no expectations about my fellow students beforehand, their youth surprised me, starting with Mark. That six young urban professionals were interested in spending a golden summer day learning about keeping bees was very heartening. Because keeping bees is, in its broadest sense, keeping the world. 

Bees were here with the dinosaurs. The relationship between bees and flowers is 130 million years old. Paleolithic cave drawings all over the world include scenes of figures climbing ladders to get honey, buzzed by a swarm of bees.

People have written about their fascination with bees and the joys of honey ever since the alphabet was invented. But they may not survive the world we have created. And we may not survive without them. 

Bees love camas (Camassia quamash) Tubbs Hill, Coeur d'Alene, Idaho by Betsey Crawford
Camas (Camassia quamash) Tubbs Hill, Coeur d’Alene, Idaho

Mark took us through the basics of hive life. The grooming of the queen and her herculean task of laying up to 2000 eggs a day. The myriad, unceasing tasks of the female workers who do all the work of the hive. They tend the queen, feed the young, forage for and store nectar and pollen, make honey, create wax, clean house. The vibration of their wing muscles regulates the temperature in the hive.

All lives are brief: queens can live for five years, though are productive for three. Workers live about a month and a half. The far fewer male drones’ only job in life is to fertilize queens from other hives. They die in this task or by being ejected from the hive at the end of the summer. So, to keep the hive going, new life needs to be coninually fostered.

Their work ethic is prodigious. One pound of honey means that 10,000 bees have flown 75,000 miles in short segments, visiting up to 8 million flowers. A good forager will have brought back a quarter of a teaspoon of nectar in the course of her life. She’ll also bring water and pollen collected on her bristly hairs or in pouches on her legs.

As she flies from flower to flower in search of nectar, she leaves some of her pollen load on the next flower she visits. There she picks up more, performing the crucial task of pollination as she goes.

Beehive frame with honey, covered by beeswax, in the upper right. In the lower right are cups with white larva, and capped cups that house the pupae. You can see the glint of light on the cups holding nectar, on its way to becoming honey. The larger cups at the bottom right are for drones. Photo by Betsey Crawford
Bees on a beehive frame with honey, covered by beeswax, in the upper right. In the lower leftt are cups with white larva, and capped cups that house the pupae, from which will emerge adult bees. At the top center, you can see the glint of light on the cups holding nectar, on its way to becoming honey. The larger cups along the left hand frame are for drones.

The highlight of the class was donning bee suits and opening the hives. The round, impenetrable beehives of old meant bees had to be killed to harvest honey. Modern hives are rectangular wooden boxes with portable frames of comb that are easily removed.

We pulled out the hanging frames and watched the bees at work. Mark suggested dipping the end of a twig into the honey and holding it to the bees’ heads. The tiniest imaginable red tongues zipped out to lick it off. He showed us the queen, which he had marked with a green dot.

All this time, the bees were calm. We were well covered, though I was soon unconcernedly pulling my gloves on and off to take pictures. But after a while, the bees began to buzz and fly more dramatically. They were getting too warm on that hot day and anxious about the well-being of their tribe so we closed the boxes.

Bees love wild geranium (Geranium erianthum) Wynn Nature Center, Homer, Alaska by Betsey Crawford
Wild geranium (Geranium erianthum) Wynn Nature Center, Homer, Alaska

Our class was not about native bees. Beekeeping is devoted to the imported European honey bees, Apis mellifera. Their communal lifestyle and behavior make it a mobile pollinating force for agriculture, and a prolific source of honey. But all bee populations are excellent pollinators, some native ones far more so than the honeybee.

All are losing ground dramatically. In the last 120 years, we’ve lost half of our native bee species. There is no one cause, and the problem, though far more acute now, was first noted in 1860. 

Even then, loss of habitat to growing urbanization and industrialization, along with widespread clearing for agriculture, were among the culprits. Since World War II, intensive farming has done away with the old hedgerows between fields. Full of varieties of wildflowers and brambles, they would keep bees healthy and in the area.

Vast fields of wind-pollinated grains have no flowers for bees to forage. Vegetable farmers harvest crops like lettuce and radishes before they flower and go to seed. That leaves fruit and nut trees, and vegetables that develop from the ovaries of flowers, like squash.

Bees love western wood lily (Lilium philadelphicum) Waterton Lakes National Park, Alberta, Canada by Betsey Crawford
Western wood lily (Lilium philadelphicum) Waterton Lakes National Park, Alberta, Canada

But even in places where such crops are abundant, as in the Central Valley of California, bees are rapidly losing ground. When they don’t kill the bees directly, pesticides, especially the neonicotinoids introduced in the 1990s, damage their nervous systems. This impairs their ability to navigate and forage, thus weakening the whole hive. Any loss of vitality leaves bees prey to mites and fungi that can devastate the colony.

Monoculture is another issue. The almond groves in the Central Valley bloom for three weeks. Before and after, there are no native hedgerows, and no flowering ground covers. Nothing to keep the non-colony-forming native bees in place. The honey beekeepers load their hives onto trucks and move them to the next crop, a stressful lifestyle that may also affect those bees.

Bees love red monkey flower (Mimulus lewisii) Waterton Lakes National Park, Alberta, Canada by Betsey Crawford
Red monkey flower (Mimulus lewisii) Waterton Lakes National Park, Alberta, Canada

What would life without bees be like? From a human perspective, we would lose most flowers, most fruits, vegetables, nuts, coffee, tea. Our diet would consist largely of grains and meat from animals that eat those grains. Without clover and alfalfa, the dairy industry would falter, and beef prices would skyrocket.

No lettuce for salad, no cucumbers or tomatoes, and no oil or vinegar. No jam or jelly, no strawberry shortcake in June, no pumpkin pie at Thanksgiving. No lemonade or orange juice. Our most nutritious vegetables — like broccoli, carrots, onions, kale — would be gone.

Cotton clothing would disappear. Our gardens would be green. No more fields of wildflowers. The 20% of flowers pollinated by butterflies, beetles, and hummingbirds would still exist, but butterflies are also disappearing.

All ecosystems would diminish as bee-pollinated plants died off in alpine meadows, grasslands, forests, wetlands, deserts. The ability of these systems to regenerate soil, filter water and clean the air would be impaired, endangering more and more plants. Eventually, all living things could be under threat.

Bees love smooth aster (Aster laevis) taken at a rest stop planted with native plants in Wisconsin by Betsey Crawford
Smooth aster (Aster laevis) at a rest stop planted with native plants in Wisconsin

Thus, losing bees is far more than a human problem. Because of the threat to agriculture, scientists worldwide have been working to figure out why we’re losing bees and what to do about it.

Though the solutions are challenging, and the sudden collapse of colonies devastating, it isn’t hard to figure out why bees are struggling. We’ve produced a planet that is inhospitable to them. And, as I wrote when contemplating the loss of lichen to climate change, a world that’s inhospitable to our fellow inhabitants may soon be inhospitable to us. 

Instead of trying to harness the bee to our needs, we would do better catering to theirs. If we create a world where they can flourish, chances are far better that we will, too. Among the answers: organic farming and gardening. Bee-friendly hedgerows dividing farm fields and native flowering ground covers among crops. Regenerative agriculture. Sustainable development. Preservation and restoration of habitat.

Gardeners can create habitat by planting natives — the plants native bees evolved with — like the bee-loved flowers accompanying this post. This is the quilting together of restored habitat I wrote about in Retaining Paradise

Bees love strawberry hedgehog cactus (Echinocereus fendleri) Cross Canyon, southwest Colorado by Betsey Crawford
Strawberry hedgehog cactus (Echinocereus fendleri) Cross Canyon, southwest Colorado. There is a bee dedicated to pollinating cactus flowers.

In the end, it all depends on how we think about these things. We can look at the world from a bee’s point of view, or a forest’s, or a river’s. Or from the perspective of an intact ecosystem. We can see that our own health and happiness is intimately tied to a planet where all beings thrive.

Our culture and economy don’t support this way of seeing. We contemplate a meadow that took 4.5 billion years to evolve and see it as a potential shopping mall. We see driveways and houses and swimming pools. Given our culture, and to some extent our needs, this may be understandable. But it’s destroying the world we depend on.

Without bees, flowers may never have evolved. Without flowers, and their nutritious fruits, we may never have evolved. We share over a third of our genes with bees. Our connections with our fellow beings, as with the planet we all arose from, are profound.

Instead of seeing bees as useful, or fascinating, or in the way, we could see them as kin. With such a shift in vision, gardening, farming, and habitat restoration become ways to foster the vitality of our cousins as well as ourselves. We become a vast extended family — flowers, fruits, bees, soil, water, humans — weaving the fabric of life together.

Bees love blue wild iris (Iris missouriensis) taken in Monticello, Utah by Betsey Crawford
Wild iris (Iris missouriensis) in Monticello, Utah

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8 thoughts on “Treasuring bees, saving the world”

  1. Lovely reminder of how much we’re all in this together! “Team Earth” as Ann says, with the bees. Happy to report that my Westport NY “wild hillside,” taken over by lawn grass last summer, has been in turn taken over by wildflowers again, crowding out the grass! I look forward to seeing bees and butterflies in them shortly. (Still chilly here!) Also, the farms here don’t have hedgerows exactly, but lots of wildflowers bloom along their roadsides.

  2. So beautiful and touching. Thank you for being on Earth’s team on behalf of all her divine critters. Maybe when folks get how divine we are, we’ll get how divine our kin are, too. ????????????

    1. Thanks so much, Annie. Beautiful thoughts. Love the idea of being on ‘Earth’s team.’

  3. Thank you Betsey. Beautiful as always. I just love hearing about your journeys and of you being the “older” student in beekeeping class. You go girl!! Very interesting and informative.

    1. Thank you, Nancy. It was such a surprise. I thought it would be all retired people. But a somewhat younger friend told me beekeeping is now hip, which I think is odd but great.

    1. Thank you so much, Marie-Cecile. They are amazing, and, indeed, great symbols for the ‘honey of life.’

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