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Date: | Fri, 7 May 2004 14:05:56 -0400 |
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I want to share this incident with everyone; perhaps just reading this
post will help to prevent another occurrence of a similar kind.
Yesterday, I was down in the eastern piedmont of North Carolina supering
hives. North Carolina is famous for its pines and tulip poplar trees and
together or apart they are a good source for propolis. I managed to take
out of only one hive yesterday enough propolis to make a ball the size of
a billard ball, and after finishing the yard I had a ball of propolis the
size of a grapefruit to take home. It was after sundown when I finished
and headed home; I placed the ball of propolis on the dashboard of my old
84 Ford. Two hours later I was home, a long day.
This morning was spent loading my truck with drawn supers, tying them
down, and in general getting ready for the day ahead. We are having
really warm weather, the sun is hot and there is a wonderful honey flow
going on right now. I opened the truck door about 10:30 ready to roll, and
smelled the heavenly aroma of propolis. Then it hit me, it was the ball I
left on the dashboard and no longer was it a ball! It was a slow moving
mass of aromatic goo, which had by the time I opened the door, had entered
into every crevice in its path. Ice cubes halted the flow and helped me
clean the stuff up, but a lot is still somewhere below the dashboard and
will probably stay there. I do have to say that the old girl smells a
whole lot better!
Regards to all
Chuck Norton
Reidsville, NC
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