Lately, I've felt like Annie Lennox singing about the rain, and it's definitely falling in my head like a tragedy. It will just Not. Let. Up.
For the past two weeks, it's been cold and wet and damp, day after day. This weather has been great for the fruit trees I dug in recently, but not so great for the bees. It's killing me, too, because I'm watching all the dogwoods, magnolias, and crabapples bloom, but the bees won't get any of it.
I hate opening the hives in this weather, so I haven't done a proper check on them in a while. Even worse, I hate feeding, but if this keeps up, I'm going to do both.
If anyone has a no-rain dance, please, do it!