I’m not sure if I were Roger I’d be giving me anymore queens. My record so far is not stellar. But I’m not Roger. He called from his office on Saturday to say he’d just watched a few virgin queens emerge. Good off-season use of the bird incubator he bought.
So again he came over with a queen. Unmated. Who knows if the workers will accept her. She’ll need to mate. Who knows if she’ll get eaten by a bird on her way back from mating. It’s mid August. Who knows if she’ll get established strongly enough to make it through winter. At this point it feels like I’d have better odds at the crap table.