At around 7PM I recieved a call from my father telling me that he had spotted what looked like a swarm of bees in the pasture. I arrived around sunset to see a swarm had indeed settled on an old plow. I set up a spare deep box with drawn comb and a feeder with some sugar syrup. Then, with most of my family gathered to watch from a not entirely safe distance, I spritzed the swarm to keep them from flying and started to transfer them to the box in the hope that I would successfully get the queen. At first I was brushing them into grain scoops placed underneath, but after a while I just started to sweep up handfulls of bees in my hands.
They appeared to be somewhat agreeable with their new digs. But I could not tell as it was dark and they would not likely fly away even if they hated it.
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