Somewhere under the workshop a colony of bumblebees have dug a nest.
We’re all for that, something about the fat, good-natured pollen-spreaders is nice to see any time and a nice reminder when we’re working indoors that the natural world is still going on around us.
However it can make us a little nervous. In these older buildings a bumblebee nest might be just in a gap in the wall or it might have started to incorporate that stack of acacia staves against the wall, (the one that that no one’s touched in two years). This would make whoever disturbs it to dig a stave out very unpopular, very quickly.
The Council Man the other day suggested we get someone round to poison them, but we had the apprentice pelt him with shortening off cuts until he went away and no-ones raised the idea since. We like flowers in summer and mead in winter and so the bees are staying.
As such, the workshop is abuzz and we’re picking out our dried staves very very carefully.