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Council Conservatives Got the Dictionary Definition of an Audit, but Still Won’t Talk About Progressive Revenue
Unsurprisingly, the only council member to learn anything from the budget review is Tammy Morales. by Hannah Krieg According to a recent in-depth review of the City budget, council central staff attributes 79% of the City of Seattle’s increased spending between 2019 and 2024 to inflation and the rising cost of labor associated with it. One would think that such a finding would challenge some of the new conservative council members' assumptions that the previous City Council ripped the projected $241 million hole in the 2025 budget by reckless spending and, in turn, would bolster the argument for new, progressive revenue to pay workers and expand social services. So far that’s not the case. No one in the committee meeting gave a clear indication of whether the audit has swayed them one way or the other on taxes in last week’s meeting. But there’s plenty of time before the fall budgeting process when the council will have to balance the budget. For now, the council will meet once a month this summer to continue examining the 224-page report in what Budget Chair Dan Strauss calls his “Select Summer Budget Series.” Strauss says the council will go through the budget trends department by department to inform which of their limited levers they should pull to balance the budget—lay off staff, cut services, take from already-earmarked funds, or increase revenues. Council Members Rob Saka, Joy Hollingsworth, Maritza Rivera, Cathy Moore, Bob Kettle, Tanya Woo, and Sara Nelson did not respond to The Stranger’s request for comment about the audit. I’m used to it, but this is especially frustrating because the council newbies avoided questions about the budget deficit during their 2023 campaign by calling for a budget audit before they took a stance on new revenue or major cuts. The promise of an audit served as a bat signal to their supporters at the Metropolitan Chamber of Commerce and Downtown Seattle Association because it endorsed an underlying assumption that the previous council suffered from a “spending problem” and detracted from the ongoing conversation about new streams of revenue the City could use to fill its looming budget shortfall. The council quickly realized they could not conduct as thorough an audit as they would like, but Strauss thinks that the central staff’s analysis fits the dictionary definition of an audit. Some of the council newbs seem satisfied, others not so much. Kettle said he “loves” the report in the committee last week. But Rivera said she and Strauss will have to “agree to disagree” on the definition of an audit in a council briefing Monday. Whether this achieves their campaign promise or not, every council member knows the report is as close to an audit as they are getting this year. They can still punt the conversation by saying they need to wait until the council finishes the Select Summer Budget Series. That’s kind of what Strauss did on the phone with The Stranger when he avoided advocating for more revenue or specific cuts based on the high-level presentation of the audit that central staff gave last week. He said, so far, the audit provides “no obvious decisions anywhere” for solving the looming deficit because the council is still “looking under every couch cushion and under every rock.” That’s sort of his style, annoying as it is to journalists, voters, and the girls who love the gossip. But he did praise JumpStart, a payroll tax on the biggest businesses in Seattle, for saving the budget and countless City jobs. And he ran on a loudly pro-progressive revenue platform in 2023, so he may start making more noise for taxation when the real budget negotiations begin in the fall. But the austerity has already started. Last month Seattle Public Libraries announced 1,500 hours of service cuts between April 12 and June 2 because of staffing shortages exacerbated by the Mayor’s hiring freeze. Instead of jumping to save the public amenity by taxing the rich or corporations, Libraries, Education, and Neighborhoods Committee Chair Rivera blamed the unions and the markup on ebooks. Expect more of those kinds of arguments as the Select Summer Budget Series continues. Unsurprisingly, the only council member to take the audit’s findings as a sign of the City’s need for new progressive taxes is Council Member Tammy Morales, the only reliable progressive in the bunch. In an email statement, Morales said, “We need to pass new progressive revenue that ensures corporations are paying their fair share. Cuts to working-class services like libraries, community centers, and food assistance are not the answer.”
The Stranger's morning news roundup. by Ashley Nerbovig Morning! Low chance of rain this morning before 2 pm, and the National Weather Service expected today to start cloudy and then turn sunny, with a high near 57. Looking outside right now, just appears to start sunny. Grab some sunscreen and hit the streets! Seattle Police Officers contract cost released: City Council central staff released the cost of the 2020-2023 Seattle Police Officer's Guild (SPOG) contract and the cops absolutely hustled us. This year, the City plans to pay officers an additional $96 million in back pay and raises. The contract adds about $40 million in additional spending to the 2025 budget, a year in which the City expects a $240 million budget deficit. The contract heads to full Council vote next Tuesday. Looks like the new SPOG contract will go directly to Full Council for a final vote on Tuesday, 5/14. Seattle will be paying $57.1 million in backpay to SPOG members for 2021, 2022, and 2023. Accounting for the raises, officer pay will then cost about $40 million more per year. — Amy Sundberg (@amysundberg) May 6, 2024 Very related... Here are all the council members' email addresses: rob.saka@seattle.govtammy.morales@seattle.govjoy.hollingsworth@seattle.govmaritza.rivera@seattle.govcathy.moore@seattle.govdan.strauss@seattle.govrobert.kettle@seattle.govtanya.woo@seattle.govsara.nelson@seattle.gov Speaking of Seattle Police Department Officers: SPD Officer Ryan Rose challenged another officer to a fight after the officer went to talk to him about how Rose had ruined a potential drug bust, causing the suspects to scatter, according to DivestSPD. Officers said Rose had "Leeroy Jenkins'd" the drug bust. When Officer Seth Romeo tried to speak to Rose about it, Rose became angry and called Romeo a "pussy." Rose later told another officer that Romeo was “lucky that I am not off duty. I would drag him out the car and beat him to death.” Anyway, no increased accountability measures in the new SPOG contract that gives this cop a raise. Speaking of raising wages: The King County Council plans to vote Tuesday on whether to increase the County's minimum wage to more than $20 an hour, according to the Seattle Times. The bill has some caveats: it only applies to unincorporated King County and has some different minimums for small-to-mid-sized businesses, so it really only applies to three businesses. Still, that's probably good. The bill looks likely to pass, with five out of nine council members already voicing their support. University of Washington has no plans to cut ties with Boeing: Through a spokesperson Friday, UW President Ana Mari Cauce maintained that the University had no plans to meet student protestors' demands that UW end its relationship with the weapons manufacturer, according to the Seattle Times. Cauce stands with a long list of college presidents who continue to say, "Nom nom nom, we love blood money." Israel seizes border crossing as it prepares to invade Rafah: Israel's preparations for a "limited" ground incursion into Rafah has "choked off" aid to Gaza as it closes a crucial border crossing, according to NBC News. The cutting of aid comes as the people of northern Gaza deal with a "full-blown famine." More than a million Palestinians fled to Rafah after Israel began raining airstrikes down on Gaza. Now, Israel has asked 100,000 Palestinians to evacuate eastern Rafah. Hamas agreed to a cease-fire proposal, and yet Israel has said it plans to continue its invasion. More than 34,700 Palestinians have died in the conflict so far, according to the Associated Press, and other outlets acknowledge that's likely an incomplete count. HIND’S HALL. Once it’s up on streaming all proceeds to UNRWA. pic.twitter.com/QqZEKmzwZI — Macklemore (@macklemore) May 6, 2024 [Eds note: Macklemore’s past taste in, uh, "disguises" may open him up to criticism.] Customers launch fundraiser for Ballard market: An explosion engulfed Take 5 Urban Market in Ballard in flames early Thursday. The building itself survived, but the accidental natural gas explosion destroyed everything inside. Customers want to make sure the market can bounce back and have launched a fundraiser— MyBallard has more. Republican City Attorney Ann Davison kind of sucks at her job: Between February 2022 and August 2023, Davison’s office has taken 36 cases to trial and secured a guilty verdict in exactly eight. I have to dive into these numbers a little more, but the lack of convictions out of her office, and lack of trials, seems about right for a candidate with limited trial experience. Repubican City Attorney Ann Davison's Office literally can't win at trial. Between February 2022 and August 2023, her office took 36 cases to trial, and she only won 8. Her conviction rate at trial is 22%. — Ashley Nerbovig (@AshleyNerbovig) May 6, 2024 Former Bothell City Council member remains in jail on murder charge: James McNeal, 58, faces second-degree murder charges for the death of 20-year-old Liliya Guyvoronsky. Prosecutors say McNeal met Guyvoronsky while she worked as a dancer, but then began seeing her and financially supporting her after she left the adult entertainment industry, according to the Everett Herald. The charging documents say Guyvoronsky tried to break up with McNeal, and wrote herself a note: "Do not interact w/James today." Authorities have not yet released a cause of death. Trump's hush money trial continues: Prosecutors called Stormy Daniels to the stand Tuesday to testify about her sexual encounter with the former president in 2006, which she says she was paid to keep silent about, according to the Associated Press. Should be interesting reading. This is more of an aside, but I think we should start calling it "Shush money." Mayor plans to move some refugees: Mayor Bruce Harrell said his office plans to move some families with kids out of Powell Barnett Park, saying they've identified some other shelter. Lilly Ana Fowler has more: Mayor Bruce Harrell’s office plans to clear Powell Barnett Park in the Central District where 100s of asylum seekers — mostly from Venezuela & Angola — have been camping. They say they’ve identified other shelter. Response comes after some raised questions about conditions. pic.twitter.com/dvZ439EdlC — Lilly Ana Fowler (@LillyAFowler) May 6, 2024 "Tried to talk to God/But He said sort yourself out": Pillow Queens' new album Name Your Sorrow is a beautiful, lyrical piece of art. Highly recommend listening on a long, sunny walk.
Boss Vintage at Georgetown Trailer Park Mall Robbed
Sellers Start GoFundMe to Recover Nearly $5,000 of Missing Merchandise by Vivian McCall Last Sunday, Kylie Waibel and her husband saw the bashed back window of her shop, Boss Vintage, from the alley of Georgetown Trailer Park Mall. The interior, save for a spray of glass shards on the floor, was still neat. Nothing had been pushed over, or rifled through, but much was missing. Whoever broke in had filled Waibel’s own shopping bags with heaps of her vintage clothes and merchandise from four other consignment sellers at her shop. She wondered if someone had cased her shop beforehand, and noted the now missing button-ups, vintage belts, enamel pins, handmade clay bookmarks, and antique brass trinkets. When she tallied the damage, she discovered they’d taken $4,685 worth of stuff. “On the positive side, it could have been way way way worse,” Waibel said. “But for a small business, when you get five grand of product taken from you—it is a hit.” The Georgetown Trailer Park Mall decided to pay for repairs to the trailer, but Waibel’s lapsed insurance policy and no known footage of the robbery gives her little recourse for the stolen items themselves. For most Boss Vintage artists, selling their work and clothes are their sole source of income, and isn’t easily replaced. Waibel spent years curating her collection, which specialized in plus-size vintage. Waibel’s friend, Vivian Crane-Conant, lost hundreds of stickers and handmade tie-dye shirts in the robbery, totaling more than $1,500. She started the GoFundMe to reimburse the sellers at retail value. She was inspired to start it after her Instagram followers widely shared her post asking people to look out for her shirts at boutiques and consignment stores. The post didn’t turn up the stolen items, but it was clear the community wanted to support them. As of Monday, they’ve raised $585. Most of the cash would go to Waibel, Crane-Conant, and an artist who lost $600 mostly in precious stone jewelry. An additional $200 would be used to purchase a Ring Camera to prevent future break-ins. Crane-Conant said she’ll throw in a care package to anyone who donates $100 or more. “I understand that people are hard up, but it just sucks that people would steal from a small business, especially when these are a lot of art pieces,” Crane-Conant said. “I don’t know how you’re gonna sell that.”
The Best of Belltown Bloom 2024
This year’s fest featured haka, rad rock songs about sex, and mesmerizing avant-garde experimentation. by Brittne Lunniss Belltown Bloom is the passion project of sisters Valerie and Veronica Topacio, and the annual music festival has blossomed quite a bit over the years. You might recognize their names—you’ve likely seen them play across Seattle or even heard them on KEXP in their band La Fonda, a feel-good, femme-fronted, indie rock dream team. What started as a hyperlocal fest in 2019, Belltown Bloom has recently drawn in big-name acts including L7, Pussy Riot, Alvvays, and Crumb to name a few, but while the festival has grown in size and support, the Topacio sisters have maintained its DIY spirit. They're the ones painting cardboard cutouts of planets, attaching sweet little clouds to stages, or adorning walls with twinkling lights all while booking a festival that takes over all three of the Crocodile's stages. Festival-goers can bop between Here-After, Madame Lou’s, and the Croc's mainstage throughout the two-day fest and catch some bands who may be playing their first show and others who are playing their 1,000th! Belltown Bloom specially curates each bill to support womxn artists, as well as those in the LGBTQ+ and BIPOC communities, and this year, the Topacio sisters focused in on electronic, techno, and avant-garde acts. It feels near impossible to narrow down my favorites from last weekend, but alas, here are five performances I can’t stop thinking about: La Fonda performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS Gustaf Gustaf performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS Brooklyn’s post-punk Gustaf took to Madame Lou’s stage on night one. Frontwoman Lydia Gammill (self-described as a “human art screamer”) commanded the audience with a loud, abrasive, refreshingly punk performance. Intentionally disheveled, Gammill leaned into the faces of attendees with contorted facial expressions and intimidating eye contact. Reminiscent of Amyl and the Sniffers and Viagra Boys, Gustaf provided the most punk set of the weekend. From the moment Gammill grabbed the mic, she turned into an unfuckwithable character you simply couldn’t shy away from. Looking like the lovechild of Edward Scissorhands and Draco Malfoy, I felt mesmerized by (and maybe a little scared of?) Gammill’s stage persona. The room filled for Gustaf’s highly anticipated set and I quickly understood why. One of their most popular songs, “Best Behavior,” had the crowd forcefully swaying and violently bopping their heads. While I didn’t get the moshpit I was hoping for, it didn’t matter—we were all too busy being hypnotized by whatever uncontainable move Gammill made next. Gustaf performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS Gustaf performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS Shelby Natasha Shelby Natasha performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS Shelby Natasha opened up the Here-After stage Saturday night with a wistfully beautiful set. Playing guzheng (a traditional Chinese instrument), Shelby incorporated tradition and modernity into tender moments of heartache. With the softness of Laufey and the cultural innovation of Arushi Jain, she flowed from one song to the next. If you weren’t paying attention, you wouldn’t have been able to tell when one ended and another began. The audience held back applause until the end of the set so as to not interrupt the delicate 30-minute experience. Under sea-colored lighting and intergalactic cutouts, Natasha’s ethereal voice was complemented by a cellist who played under the simple moniker “Clark.” The Here-After took on a “listening room” atmosphere and felt made for Natasha as attendees melted into the movie-theater-style seating and drifted into her uniquely lo-fi world. Shelby Natasha and "Clark" performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS Rat Queen Rat Queen performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS During night two, Seattle’s own experimental punk outfit Rat Queen opened their set with dirt, grunge, and a song that was, according to vocalist Jeff Tapia, about “getting drunk and fucking.” (Don’t tempt us with a good time, Jeff!) Every member put their whole rat-queen-ussy into the show filled with songs about sex, drugs, and mental illness, drawing bites from riot grrrl, post-punk, and whatever the hell the way. Tapia flirted with bandmates while flipping their hair and gazing wide-eyed into the crowd. Protesting the restriction and commodification of women’s bodies, they brazenly projected “reproductive rights are human rights” before delving into sex-positive, body-positive songs like “Scene/seen.” Rat Queen was goddamn royalty at Madame Lou’s. Rat Queen performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS Theia Theia performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS Em-Haley Walker, known as Theia onstage, trekked all the way from New Zealand for their Madame Lou’s set. An alternative-pop artist, Theia didn’t shy away from political anthems calling out social injustices in her home country. Backed by dance-pop beats, Theia chanted “I’m not your princess” while dashing across stage flaunting long blonde braids and a manicure designed to slice. With aggressive facial expressions and a guttural cry to the gods, Theia performed a traditional New Zealand haka in the middle of her set. Theia, a member of the Māori heritage, brought the audience to their knees (quite literally) at the end of the night. The crowd sat on the floor of Madame Lou’s for an intimate version of her song “Creep.” Having seen the crowd jumping and punching the air several minutes prior, it was clear that Walker commanded their every move. Theia was the perfect set to close the Madame Lou's stage—gifting us unmatched energy, compelling culture, and the bravery to be your fucking self. Theia performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS Theia performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS TOKiMONSTA TOKiMONSTA performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS Hailing from Los Angeles, TOKiMONSTA (also known as Jennifer Lee), headlined the Crocodile’s mainstage Sunday night. Lee, a first-generation Korean American, is a captain in the EDM scene. Lee’s funk, rap, and R&B-inspired beats drew the largest crowd of the weekend and turned the Croc into Seattle’s hottest club for her 30-minute set. TOKiMONTA’s recent music has been particularly cathartic for the performer. Having been diagnosed with Moyamoya disease, Lee underwent two brain surgeries in 2016 which briefly left her unable to comprehend language. After two months, OKiMONSTA pushed herself to write again. Lee says the experience has made her music progressively more introspective and “precious.” Indeed, because she implements sounds of water and wildlife into her songs, closing your eyes during a TOKiMONSTA set transfers you to a whole new universe of twangy cosmic synth. It was clear the crowd was cheering for her music, but also for her resilience and the art she has fought so hard to create. TOKiMONSTA performing at Belltown Bloom 2024. BRITTNE LUNNISS
Joining the Hive with the Puget Sound Beekeepers Association
I dove into the beekeeping world at a time when I was untangling myself from my own hive. by Nathalie Graham I hurried through the arboretum. I caught glimpses of the fresh blooms in Rhododendron Glen. I paid tribute to the last petals clinging to the towering camellia bushes as I brushed past. Breathing heavy, I jogged into the Puget Sound Beekeepers Association (PSBA) apiary. For my latest exploration into Seattle subcultures, I got into the hives with Seattle’s hobbyist beekeepers. Former apiary manager and 12-year veteran hobbyist beekeeper Maureen Sullivan asked that I not reveal the exact apiary location because the last time someone wrote about the apiary, queen bees from three hives went missing. And queens are expensive. These ones were around $60 a queen. “People came in and stole them,” Sullivan said. (If you are reading this, please do not steal any queens.) “We can’t have this fenced off,” she gestured to the grassy area lined with stacks of bee boxes. “There’s been damage, people tip hives while jumping over them—frat boys. It’s really sad.” And yet, frat boys hazing each other by vaulting over bee boxes is the least of the worries for the hobbyist beekeeper in the Pacific Northwest. Beekeeping is hard. Nearly half of all hobbyist beekeepers' hives die each year due to a cocktail of complications including climate change, starvation, and nasty mite infestations. To complicate things, Seattle’s climate is not one preferred by honeybees, all of which are non-native. Yet, there are a lot of beekeepers here. That’s why clubs such as the PSBA are important. Together, the beekeepers help each other, through shared knowledge and resources, to keep their bees alive. Stop fucking with hives, frat boys! NATHALIE GRAHAM "The Craziest Beekeeper I Know" To get the beekeeping buzz, I talked with Dawn Beck, a retired accountant and former chief financial officer at Shoreline Community College. Beck is now the president of PSBA, the manager of two other bee groups in Washington, a board member of the Washington State Beekeepers Association, and a delegate to the American Beekeeping Federation. “I’m one of the craziest beekeepers I know,” Beck said. “I’m involved in so, so many things. It’s almost more of a full-time job now. I just love it.” Beck manages around 50 hives. Each hive has around 30,000 to 50,000 bees. That’s, as she put it, a lot of bees. “I just like taking care of things,” Beck said. But, it’s more than that. Beck loves learning. In the eight years since she’s been keeping bees, Beck earned a master beekeeper certificate from the University of Montana, and she’s currently in the process of earning a master beekeeping certificate from Cornell University. Beck’s accountant friend, Elizabeth Schirmer, introduced her to the hobby. Schirmer and her husband, Pat Schirmer, who works at Boeing, started keeping bees back in 2007 when they went to a beekeeping class on Phinney Ridge one Wednesday instead of their typical Wednesday evening sail. “Once I started doing it, I’ve always done it,” Pat said. “My only regret is I didn’t start sooner.” Pat loves the sound, he loves the way the gear and the hive parts make the garage smell. At their house in Ballard, the hives sit outside the sliding glass door which leads to their bedroom. The hum of the bees creates the perfect white noise for an afternoon nap, he said. One year—in 2009—the pair owned a stack of hives eight high. They produced 150 gallons of honey that year. Elizabeth and Pat both said Beck’s hobbies always absorbed her, it’s just who she is. Once she got a taste for it, Beck threw herself into beekeeping, which was a challenge at first. “It’s really hard to learn,” Beck said. “Because I was working full-time still when I was starting, I didn’t have the time to dedicate and I didn’t have a mentor.” Now retired in the Skagit Valley with her own bees, Beck dedicates her time to making it easier for people like her to get started. “I spend a lot of time mentoring and teaching other people so they don’t have to learn the hard way,” she said. Happy birthday, honey bees. NG Bee Talk A crowd of nearly 30 people gathered in a room at the University of Washington’s Center for Urban Horticulture for the PSBA’s monthly meeting. Twenty more tuned in via Zoom. Trays of cheeses and fruits, a hot water kettle, a variety of Trader Joe’s teas, and a half-empty jar of PSBA honey dotted the counter. Multiple attendees wore socks with sandals. I counted at least four bee shirts. The nearly three-hour affair covered community updates, beginning beekeeper lessons, hive advice, and a bee talk from Beck, who shared a presentation on the varroa mite, the thing she believes is responsible for mass-hive death. Beck, who has blonde hair with some pink streaks in it, started her presentation with bee anatomy, specifically a part of each bee called the fat body, which produces a ton of necessary protein as well as natural inoculative properties for bees. The bees share this produced substance with the whole hive. Bees live an average of six to eight weeks, but if they were to keep their fat body for themselves instead of feeding the whole colony, they would live for two years, Beck said. She hit on the selflessness of bees and the altruistic behavior necessary for colony survival. I thought about the group of people in this room, smiling to myself when considering how similar they were to the hives of bees they tended. The varroa mite, Beck said, consumes this fat body when it latches onto the bees. This stunts bee growth, starves colonies, weakens their immunity, and makes them less sturdy for the winter. Thus, the mass die-off. Beekeepers must regularly check for and manage mites if they want their hives to survive, Beck said. Brian Silverstein, who works in tech, started beekeeping when he moved up to Seattle four years ago. “My wife and I have been interested in trees and plants and bugs and stuff forever,” he said. So, when his wife found PSBA, it was only natural they’d get their own bugs. The PSBA is a community invested in everyone’s well-being—or, at least, the well-being of their hives. “There are some people here who have been keeping bees since before you or I was born,” Silverstein said. “Everyone loves to share their information. I bought my first bees from someone I met here.” Bruce Becker, for instance, is an attorney who started beekeeping in 1968, when he was 14 years old. His dad’s uncle kept bees on Bainbridge Island and, so, as soon as he had enough money to do so, Becker bought himself a hive. He made his own hive tools, many of which he still has today. “I enjoy parts of [beekeeping]” Becker, wearing a faded KUOW hat, said, his sense of humor wry. “I’m getting to the point where it’s harder to do the things I could do 10 years ago.” Hives for days. NG Having help from the PSBA community, or from family, comes in handy. Silverstein and his wife work together on the hives at their Northgate home. “My eyes are terrible,” Silverstein said, “When you’re doing your hive inspections, you know, you’re looking for larvae, you’re looking for eggs—I can’t see eggs. I can either get out my phone and take pictures and look at them later, or [my wife] comes along and I pull the frame out of the hive and I say, ‘Here, are there any eggs on there? Any larvae on there?’” Sam Culliton, a commercial diver, started beekeeping at his home in Shoreline last summer after buying bees from a PSBA member. He already has two hives, both which survived the winter. “It’s a little bit like a puzzle,” Culliton said. “A lot of people are really attracted to the honey side—that’s totally a side thing for me. I love learning about it.” The PSBA and its members have a wealth of information which Culliton absorbs. He’s sharing that information with his family. Of his two kids, his daughter is the one who’s really taken to it. “It is amazing seeing some of the things she asks about and some of the things that I share with her that she—we have other neighborhood kids who come by to see [the bees] and I hear her telling them the same things,” he said. “I’m like, ‘Wow, not only did she actually listen, but she cares enough to share with others.’ If that was all I got from [beekeeping] that would be awesome.” Hi from the hive. NG Apiary Day The PSBA apiary hosts two hands-on learning sessions a month, however, if the weather is below 55 degrees and if it’s raining, class won’t happen. The day I joined the apiary work party was the day PSBA introduced three new hives. Over the winter, three of PSBA’s hives died, one from starvation, another from a mite explosion, and the last hive got stuck under sponges placed in the hive for treatment and, well, also starved. Lots of hives die over the winter. “What nobody talks about in beekeeping is drudgery,” Sullivan said. “It’s just drudgery. It’s not high drama. It’s not romantic. You spend a lot of time cleaning your gear, scraping your gear, worrying about your bees. I wake up and worry about mine.” Still, people bee keep. “There is a lot of beekeeping in Seattle,” Sullivan said, “and we just hope people get the education they need instead of, like, going off of Martha Stewart—not that I don’t love Martha Stewart, but did you ever look at that article where she’s on the front? She’s got her bee suit all pinned in the back so tight and fitted, and it’s like, ‘You can’t move in that.’” The key to being a good beekeeper, according to Sullivan, is being responsible. And being responsible means learning how to tend to your bees. The work parties are essential to beekeeping education. Anyone can join, regardless of if they have bees. Emma Cutner, 23, a recent college grad who worked on a beekeeper’s farm last summer in France, came for more beekeeping experience. She asked people hawking honey at local farmers markets whether she could help them with their bees. Someone pointed her to PSBA. She, admittedly, doesn’t even really like the taste of honey. She likes being around the bees. “It just smells almost nostalgic,” Cutner said. “Like when you were playing in your yard as a kid. The bees smell like outside.” For two hours under the mild spring sun, the nine or so of us in attendance transferred bees to their new hives. This involves dumping small boxes filled to the brim with buzzing bees into a hive box and introducing a queen. The queens are trapped inside, too, but in a separate, tinier box. The hive learns about her this way, and, if they like her pheromone mix, they cling to her small cage as if pledging fealty. The beekeeper whacks the bigger box full of lesser bees, shaking it until a bee deluge pours out of a round hole in the box’s base with a “whoomph.” Those bees fill the beehive box. Beekeepers then remove the stopper to the queen’s tiny cage and replace it with—you guessed it—a little marshmallow. The beekeeper adjusts the panels inside the hive, places the caged queen in the middle, and closes the lid. The queen’s subjects, her worker bees, will then eat the marshmallow and free her from her small prison. Eat the marshmallow, free the queen. NG I pulled on a loaner bee suit, slipping into the too-big meshy fabric (Martha Stewart would never). Apiary manager Kathleen DeVilbiss zipped my hood shut. She wore rubber bands around her ankles, presumably to keep the bees from crawling up her legs. I didn’t have any rubber bands for my pant cuffs. I hoped for the best. “The first time you start touching bees is always pretty amazing,” DeVilbiss said. I filled the hive full of newly transferred bees with the panels we removed, edging the bee-covered panels closer to make everything fit with a hive tool, a long flat metal instrument. The air coming off the hive felt hot and frenetic, alive with the beat of thousands of wings, the whir of a hive disturbed. Every time I moved my head, the movement of my bangs inside my bee suit looked like a bee in my peripheral vision. I quelled any panic, ignoring the phantom feeling of something crawling on the back of my neck. Bees flew around my head, my hands, my arms. I can't say putting my hands in the hives altered my world much. But, it was the community aspect, both from the bees and the beekeepers, that struck me. I dove into the beekeeping world at a time when I was untangling myself from my own hive. My partner, Harry, and I moved into a house with two of my best friends almost two years ago. This month, we moved out. In that time, we all became close, our routines and lives more intertwined than they'd ever been, a glorious change from the suffocating solitude of the early pandemic. We lent ears to each other's struggles, doled out advice when necessary, gave our time to help with each other's pets, and, sometimes, stole each other's groceries. I'd lived with all of these people before—my friends in college and after, with Harry after that—but, never all together, not like this. In recent months, after getting engaged, Harry and I realized it was time to have our own space again. As we separated our lives, deliberating whose spoons were whose, the grief hit me: I would likely never live like this again. While there is part of me that's excited to only worry about just me and Harry and not our metaphorical hive, it was nice to be surrounded by people who I loved, to live communally in a way that benefited all of us. Any ideas on which Seattle subculture I should explore next? Want me to tag along with you on your favorite hobby or pastime? Send me tips at playdate@thestranger.com.