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    Revery: A Year of Bees
    Revery: A Year of Bees
    Revery: A Year of Bees
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    Revery: A Year of Bees

    By Jenna Butler

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    Starting in late November as the bees are settling in for winter Jenna Butler takes us through a year of beekeeping on her small piece of the boreal forest. She considers the impact of crop sprays, and debates the impact of introduced flowers versus native flowers, the effect of colony collapse disorder and the protection of natural environments for wild bees. But this is also the story of women and bees and how beekeeping became Butler's personal survival story.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherWolsak and Wynn
    Release dateOct 20, 2020
    ISBN9781989496251
    Revery: A Year of Bees
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    Jenna Butler

    Jenna Butler is a poet, professor, essayist, and organic farmer from northern Alberta. She teaches Creative Writing at Red Deer College. Her books include Seldom Seen Road, Magnetic North, Wells, Aphelion, and an award-winning collection of ecological essays, A Profession of Hope: Farming on the Edge of the Grizzly Trail. Her memoir, Revery: A Year of Bees, was a finalist for the 2021 Governor General's Literary Award for Non-fiction.

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    • 3/5
      (*I received this in exchange for an honest review through Goodreads Giveaway program.)

      This novella could have been better. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't amazing either. The author, Jenna, has some good points and a good voice through which she writes. However, I found many of the points repetitive and that she kept reiterating the same thing multiple times within each chapter and in the next chapter.

      I had been hoping to get a bit more insight into beekeeping, but it seemed to sort of be talked about, but at the same time, the focus was elsewhere. It would start out about beekeeping, but then go into about how we need to coexist with the environment and bees are becoming endangered or how more women are getting into bee keeping. Which are all great, don't get me wrong, but Jenna kept bringing up those points multiple times without really exploring answers.

      I know several species of bees are on the endangered species list. However, other than writing about it and then talking about how no one cared until a species of honey bee made the list, there are no action steps posed to the readers. Nothing about how they can personally help, like what kind of fauna species of bees might like that would help support more than honeybees.

      I often find that people pose issues, and I agree that these are issues, but I also feel like there could always be suggestions to motivate people. The novella gets you to think about some of the problems facing bees and bee keeping, but it doesn't provide insight into what the average person can do. I feel like Jenna could have expanded on that instead of repeating the same sentiments over and over.

      I also wish it focused a little bit more on the bee keeping. I learned that bees can sense emotions and feed off of that. She talked about wrapping the hives for winter and a little about the process of making honey. However, I would have liked to delve a little deeper. Walk me through the process of collecting the honey from the hive and how you can separate it from the comb and filter it to make honey. How do you pick the flowers you plant for the bees. Those kinds of things.

      Again, not a bad novella, just, one that could have been expanded on and some of the repetitiveness taken out. It wouldn't have changed the impact of the book, just made it less monotonous at times to read.

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    Revery - Jenna Butler

    Introduction

    It’s almost December, the days dimming rapidly toward the turn of the year. Up here in the boreal forest of Alberta, the low sun clears the horizon and noses into our market garden around nine o’clock in the morning. It spends much of the day skimming just above the thick fringe of black spruce, willow and paper birch bordering our small farm, offering a few welcome hours of light to the house and our winter-wrapped garden. We moved the farm across the quarter section last year, after yet another county-wide flood – a Herculean task involving skid-steers, a couple of large trucks, a half-mile of new gravel driveway and plenty of impromptu rollers – but it was worth it for the gorgeous light and air up on the old hayfield, and the precious higher ground away from an increasingly unstable muskeg. Up here, we’re rebuilding our much-loved garden and hardy orchard after resuscitating the hammered-down hayfield turf through regenerative agriculture, constructing a new greenhouse and reconstituting the life of the farm that was almost lost to flooding over the past five summers.

    On a day like today, the small warmth of the sun along the hayfield shelterbelt counterbalances the air temperature just enough to get the bees stirring. As the sun reaches its height in the early afternoon, they spell each other on cleaning flights from the hive, short bursts into the late November air to relieve themselves and to feel the sun for a moment, here in the heart of winter. It’s a precarious dance with no margin for error: fly too far or too high, and the cold will seep into their tiny bodies in a way that the meagre warmth of the sun cannot counter. Brief freedom on a mid-winter day can have a high cost for honeybees up here in the boreal.

    The colonies are active in spite of the cold – a few daring workers coming and going, a scant handful of overexuberant fliers scattered prone on the snow beyond the safe range of flight from the hive. The guard bees thrum to the upper entrance as I blow gently into the opening; they’re reacting to the warmth of my breath and the stirring of the air. They buzz worriedly in response to the intrusion, then quickly calm. I don’t know whether bees have the ability to recognize faces the way the resident crows and ravens do, but we’ve worked with these hives through the warm months without any beekeeping gear, and the queens are used to us by now. I’d like to think that the worker bees realize I’m only checking in on them, hoping against hope that these hives will make it through the long winter. My husband, Thomas, and I can make sure that the hives are clean and safe, well-stocked with honey and bundled with insulating blankets to protect against the cold, but once the temperature dips, the bees are on their own for the worst of the dark months; we can’t break the seals on a hive in the middle of winter to check how everyone is doing. I wonder if they recognize my breath at the entrance not as threat but as concern? I hope you’re okay in there, lovelies. I hope you’re warm.

    Our five-year partnership with the bees has been beneficial to both sides. The bees have been welcomed onto a farm that practises the principles of organic living, employing no pesticides, herbicides or industrial chemicals. The hives have access to twenty acres of organic cover crops and pollinator belts sown specifically for them in the garden – buckwheat, alfalfa and sweet yellow clover; borage and phacelia; dill and sunflowers – as well as 140 acres of untouched boreal forest rich in wildflowers, catkins and leaf buds. We tend our small apiary carefully, using close monitoring and organic treatments in lieu of heavy-duty sprays and powders, with the long-term goal of raising resilient, hardy colonies and queen bees that are accustomed to our harsh climate. Five years in, we are enthusiastic novice beekeepers, learning something new during each season of our partnership with the bees. We’re devoted to our work with the handful of hives that share this space with us, and even more so to the hundreds of thousands of wild bees that call this piece of the boreal home. Our goal has always been to provide and sustain the best life possible for them out here in the forest and among the plants in our garden, under the vast expanse of northern sky.

    Along with our growing awareness of the bees’ delicate ecosystems and the careful balance required to maintain them, both the wild and domesticated bees share so much with us. Our off-grid farmhouse is powered by a small solar array, but it’s also lit at night by beeswax tapers that we dip ourselves. The raw honey from our hives, stirred into hot lemon and ginger drinks, speeds us through the many illnesses of winter, and the clean white flakes of capping wax add a healing richness to the balms and salves that I make from plants harvested in the garden and out in the forest. When Thomas and I work together each year to can, dry and freeze food for the winter, and when I hang bunches of herbs to dry for tea, we’re deeply aware that very little of our food would be possible without the constant, quiet attention of the solitary bees that pollinate most of our crops. And, perhaps best of all for our morale – for sheer joy – the company of the bees is constant and welcome in our market garden and flower beds from March through October. They are the underpinning soundtrack and life force of the farm.

    Working with both honeybees and wild bees brings us a deep sense of hope and well-being. They’ve taught us much about calmness and contentment – both necessary emotions when working with busy hives and living an off-grid life that can be strenuous in its seasonal tasks – and about the fine balance required to keep a colony thriving into and through the depths of winter. They’ve instructed us in resilience, too, in the improbability of their lives in this harsh and changing climate. Mostly, though, the bees have shown us a great deal about how necessary it is to find hope under threat, and how vital it is to protect wild spaces and manage urban development to keep pollinators safe.

    My own path to the bees was a journey toward healing. I turned to beekeeping as a last, desperate swipe at personal resilience and recovery. Years of harm and injury sustained as a teen had taken away my ability to trust, to feel as though I could face my fear and move past it whole. Working with the bees has given me back my sense of agency, and it has granted me entry into a community of like-minded people who, for their own deep reasons, have found solace and empowerment in beekeeping. You go into beekeeping knowing you’ll be stung, but along the way, you learn that if your energy and your practice are correct, you’ll be able to build a relationship with those bees over time. Yes, you’ll get hurt as part of that journey, and, especially if you’re a new beekeeper,

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