It isn't the greatest of days, but one hive I needed to check and change up some frames I knew...."We;;, this hive is so docile, I just do not even need to wear anything like a hood or suit." I say to myself...nothing to worry about.....glad I didn't listen to myself. Sure enough, I lift a frame like the third frame I am swapping, and whoop there it goes.....didn't fall far, just a tad bit, and I caught it, while of course grabbing some bees in the process...don't think they liked that to much, but stayed calm as they were stinging my hand, and put the frame in the other box, and they sounded the alarm and bunches of their friends decided they didn't like me to much either....I acted like a magician. laid down a smoke screen and 'disappeared' had to walk away for 15 minutes or so, and come back....then they were all like nothing ever happened..... heard they use bee venom to treat arthritis....I should be pretty good in that hand for a few years I'm thinking, and my other for at least a year.
oh, and p.s., this is the first time a frame has ever slipped out of my fingers actually, so guess I get to join the club.