I have kept honey bees on the island of Newfoundland in and around the town of St. John’s since 2010. I use this mighty blog in a straightforward and practical manner to record all of my beekeeping successes and failures. By being honest about my mistakes while documenting what actually seems to work, it’s my hope that others might learn from my sharing of these experiences without being told what to do. If I do anything on this blog other than listen to myself talk, I’d like to create a space that allows new beekeepers to discover their own intuitive intelligence for beekeeping. A place where getting it wrong is the first step to getting it right.
Mud Songs is written and illustrated with photos and videos intended for hobbyist or easy going backyard beekeepers like myself, not commercial beekeepers who often require a more systematic approach to beekeeping. Not to say that I don’t take beekeeping seriously. I just don’t want to take myself so seriously that I start lecturing at people. I’m not a certified master beekeeper yet, but I do my homework, enough to satisfy my unambitious approach to beekeeping and to keep myself in honey all year round.
I got interested in honey bees after reading about people keeping bees on their roofs in Chicago. Then I began to follow some beekeepers out of California whose methods were perhaps a bit too natural and ill-advised for my cold climate. That led to more realistic and practical online lessons from David Burns, which led to several more months of online research, and finally on July 18th, 2010, the bees arrived. I harvested my first batch of honey in September 2011, and it was delicious.
As of September 2019, I have ten Langstroth honey bee hives near my house in a rural-like location outside St. John’s. I kept bees in the city in my small backyard for a couple years but decided to move them to the country to keep the peace with some unpleasant neighbours. I made my fair share of mistakes in the beginning, and as a basically mentorless beekeeper I continue to make some doozies, but I feel pretty good about where I am now.
Mud Songs used to be a gardening blog, but it’s strictly a beekeeping blog now. (All of the old gardening posts are gone.) The name “Mud Songs” didn’t make a whole lot of sense even as a gardening blog and makes even less sense now as a beekeeping blog. That’s just the way I like it. I sometimes change the name of this blog to “Mud Songs Beekeeping” just to make things even more confusing.
I am not a member nor a spokesperson for the Newfoundland and Labrador Beekeeping Association.
I strongly value my privacy and that of my family and friends. I don’t post photos of myself online if I can help it. But here’s a brief bio if you really want to know:
I spent much of my twenties outdoors in the country air of Nova Scotia reading Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass, firmly believing him when he said: “Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.” I still believe that. I studied Religious Philosophy and Phenomenology for several years with the intention of teaching at a professorial level before walking away from it due to the cabin fever of my ivory tower to pursue work in the creative arts. I worked at NIFCO (the Newfoundland Independent Filmmakers Co-Operative). I have worked on three feature films in Newfoundland, some TV shows, several documentaries and too many short films to count. I now do film and video production work at a local university, a job that financially allows me to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth. I live in a quiet semi-rural neighbourhood close to the ocean where I spend most of my free time hanging out in my beeyard and petting my old dog, Ray. I play European board games and probably binge-watch too many shows on Netflix. And Dr. Seuss books give me the creeps.
All text, images, videos and other original content © by Phillip Cairns (me), unless otherwise noted. “Mud Songs” and “Mud Songs Beekeeping” in association with beekeeping are also owned by me.