Some sad news. It's 50 degrees out, warm enough to open the hives and give the bees some fondant to help them through the cold days to come. But when I opened them up, one of the hives...is totally dead. Thousands and thousands of little dead bodies. Beekeeping is not for the faint of heart.
Also puzzled. This was the stronger of my two hives all summer and fall--the one that seemed destined to make it, if either of them did. I'll have to do an autopsy, but I can't face it today.