Or at least that’s the way it feels this morning. These hives are two of fifteen or more at this location. I knew I was living on borrowed time as far as my bees were concerned. My main yard is situated on a steep slope right up against a lovely piece of BLM forest. While I have the power for an electric fence, the landscape has never been conducive to fencing of any sort. Today, I will be paying the piper, as the bear that did this will very likely be coming back tonight to do a more thorough investigation. All the hives, heavy with curing nectar, will need to be relocated. It is going to be a very long day.