An old beekeepers' rhyme goes:
a swarm in May is worth a load of hay,
a swarm in June is worth a silver spoon
and a swarm in July is worth nothing but a fly
because you need the swarm early in the season to get any honey. For country folk then, hay was even more valuable than a silver spoon, or maybe it's a hint that the best honey comes in June. The oilseed rape fields are going over now so fingers crossed, my bees will forage amongst clover and other wildflowers. I am very grateful to a number of local people in my beekeepers' association for their help and to the lovely lady who lets me use her land and summerhouse. Fabulous.