Yes, it's been a long time since I posted. Not long after the last one, the hive in the yard went downhill fast and died off all together. My guess was that it was just too wet down in the back. There was some mold growing on parts of the hive which led to this possibility. That area of the yard is an old creek bed and the lowest point in the immediate area. I disassembled the hive, figuring that if I tried it again it would have to be somewhere else, maybe the front porch roof.
Meanwhile, the back porch hive chugged along, doing ok, but gradually losing bees. They still had honey in January and I saw some bees on warm days. However, after seeing none on later warm days, I finally opened they hive - they were all dead. I found some honey in the hive, so they didn't starve. This was the first real chance to harvest so I gave it a try. Harvesting a top bar is different from doing a Langstroth - you have to sacrifice the comb. I cut it off. I uncapped it - scraped off the top layer of wax. Comb is strong face on because of it's structure, but from the side it isn't, so I put it in a bowl and crushed it, then drained it through a kitchen sieve. It was the best honey I have ever tasted, even if I'm biased. I left the bowl on the table for soup night and people were dipping things in the honey to eat. It was definitely a hit. I even did a little jar for Lynn and Katy.
Totally bummed out after losing 3 hives in 2 years, I decided to skip a year (or more) and left the porch hive in place until I decided what to do. Then, Tuesday (May 21), I was gardening. A little before 7 I came through the porch into the kitchen, then out to the neighbor's back yard where I'm growing vegetables. Jeanne came home and at 7:00 called my cell phone, telling me there were bees on the porch! I came back to see that she was correct of course. There weren't a lot, but they were crawling around the hive and getting onto the porch somehow. I had not left the top bars in place, so I fixed those and started catching the bees and putting them outside, but they kept showing up. I finally found the crack where they were escaping and closed it up. Eventually, I got everything sealed and all the bees off the porch. I caught them with a simple trap - a clear plastic container and a piece of cardboard. I'd cover the bees on the window and slide the cardboard in, then carry it outside.
All this was really uplifting. Then, on Thursday, I went out back at 2 pm and found a staggering cloud of bees outside the entrance, swarming like crazy. This is when I realized that this was the real swarm and the first bees were the scouts. Obviously, they found the hive to their liking. After 10 minutes, they settled around the entrance as you can see in the picture. 10 minutes later they were nearly all inside as you can see in the 2nd picture. Today, the hive is packed with bees and it's warm, on a cold, wet, windy day (temp is currently 55).
Having a swarm move in is something I've read about, even to the extent of seeing advice on what to put in the hive to attract them, and deep down I hoped that it would happen, but never expected it. Feels good.