Swarm — Bee

While the colony waited in a state of precarious suspension, the took flight. These were the veterans—the oldest and wisest of the workers. They zipped through the forest, peering into hollow logs and the eaves of old barns, looking for the perfect "cavity": dry, high enough from the ground, and large enough to store the honey that would sustain them through the coming winter. The Dance of Decision

Suddenly, a high-pitched "piping" sound vibrated through the cluster—the signal to prepare. The bees began to warm their flight muscles, their collective temperature rising until the air around the branch shimmered. Bee Swarm

advocated for a discarded wooden swarm trap left by a local beekeeper. While the colony waited in a state of