Warm Winter Worries

I’m not sure how many of you have been following the weather for those of us living in Western New York, but, if you haven’t, let me tell you, it’s been a really weird winter.  One day, the temperature will drop into the single digits and the next, it’ll be sunny and in the upper 40s.  It might snow one day and the next day it’ll rain.  It’s all over the place!  It’s almost like Mother Nature doesn’t know what she wants to do.  Not that I’m complaining….

I hate to admit this, but I do like the lack of snow.  I would usually be one to argue that snow’s amazing.  But, since I’m attending college this term and I have to walk to classes, I can’t complain about a lack of cold, white stuff (AKA: snow).

In case you were wondering, outside my bedroom window there is green grass.  No snow in sight on January 23, 2012.  Pretty amazing.  Today, I didn’t even have to wear my winter jacket!  It was so nice out.  I feel like it’ll be bathing suit season any week now.  Okay, so that’s pushing it.

But, I am a bit concerned with this mildly warm weather this winter.  I’m worried winter will come into “play” when I would rather it not.  We’ve never had snow in July and I would like to keep it that way.  But why worry about something like that?  Well, I blame the bees.

So, let me step back some and explain why I’m a bit worried about a massive amount of snow potentially dropping.

Back in the fall, I was hiking around my family’s land when I stumbled upon a beehive.  One of those ones that’s high up on a tree branch.  The kind of hive you would see Pooh Bear going after.  Anyway, I saw one ridiculously high up.  According to old tales, the higher off the ground the hive is, the worse the winter.  In other words, the deeper the snow.

When I saw this, I thought we would be in for a really harsh winter.  Wouldn’t you agree?

It's rumored that the higher off the ground a bee's hive, the harsher and deeper the winter.

Maybe the old tales are just stories used to scare kids.  But I can’t dismiss them just yet.  I’m still a bit worried that the bees might know something we don’t.  So, if you’re from Western New York, keep your shovels handy.  Snow might be around the corner.