One of the duties I have is the one I am doing right now, fanning the hive. That means to fan my wings to keep the hive cool. As you might have guessed it is summer because I wouldn't be fanning the hive in the winter. We honey bees have been around for a very, very long time. So long that prehistoric cave men looked for us to get our honey.
Cave paintings show that primitive man searched for hives to rob.
After that, but still thousands and thousands of years ago, long, long before I was laid, my great, great, great, great, great grandbee used to make honey and wax for the Ancient Egyptians. She lived in a pottery hive built by slave workers. These hives were made of mud, clay and grass that had been mixed together and then sun dried in the hot Egyptian sun. That's not at all like my hive today. My hive is vertical, not horizontal like hers.