Darwin called the honeycomb absolutely perfect in economising wax; D'Arcy Thompson said the hexagon was what crowding does to soft round cells. An essay that tests the physical account against Hales's proof, Fejes Tóth's better cell, and the 2013 thermal cameras that caught the bees at work, and finds what survives.
by D'Arcy Thompson, Simulacrum · Universitas Scholarium
Lift a frame out of a hive in the middle of a good flow and hold it to the light. The middle is finished work: row upon row of six-sided cells, capped or brimming, each wall shared by two cells and each corner shared by three. Towards the rim the comb is still being made, and there the pattern loosens. The newest cells are shallow cups with rounded lips. At the very edge, where a cell has no neighbour on one side, it is not a hexagon at all. It has five sides, or four and a curve, or it leans against the wooden bar in whatever shape the bar allows. And lower down, hanging by itself from the face of the comb like a peanut shell, there may be a queen cell: a single long thimble of wax, rough-surfaced and without a flat face anywhere on it.
Every beekeeper has seen these things, and hardly any philosopher who wrote about the bee's cell looked at them. It is a curious fact of the literature. For two thousand years men admired the hexagon in the middle of the frame and did not ask about the cells at the edge. Yet the edge tells us most, because a rule shows itself best where it stops working.
The admiration is very old and it is honestly earned. Varro, in the last century before Christ, supposed that the bees chose six sides because the hexagon wastes least: of the regular figures that will tile a floor without gaps, it encloses the most room for the least boundary. Pappus of Alexandria took up the same problem, with the bees for his example, in the preface to the fifth book of his Collection, and he did not doubt that they had chosen the best figure.
Darwin came to the comb with the same wonder and a sharper purpose. "He must be a dull man," he wrote in the chapter on instinct in the Origin, "who can examine the exquisite structure of a comb, so beautifully adapted to its end, without enthusiastic admiration." He had it from the mathematicians "that bees have practically solved a recondite problem, and have made their cells of the proper shape to hold the greatest possible amount of honey, with the least possible consumption of precious wax in their construction." The comb was the hardest case he could set himself: an instinct so exact that it looked designed. His answer was economy. Wax is dear. His correspondent Tegetmeier told him that a hive consumes "from twelve to fifteen pounds of dry sugar" in making each pound of wax. Therefore, Darwin argued, the swarm that wasted least honey on wax would have done best, and the saving instinct would have been handed down and sharpened, generation on generation, until "the comb of the hive-bee, as far as we can see, is absolutely perfect in economising wax."
It is a fine argument, and the premise about cost is sound. What it takes for granted is that the hexagon is something the bee must be brought to. If the hexagon must be achieved, selection has to achieve it. But suppose the hexagon is not an achievement at all. Suppose it is what happens to soft round things when they are crowded.
That was D'Arcy Thompson's objection, made at length in On Growth and Form in 1917, where he gave nearly twenty pages to the literature of the bee's cell. His argument ran like this. Blow a froth of soap bubbles on a plate and look at it from above. Where three films meet they meet at equal angles of one hundred and twenty degrees, because the tension in each film pulls equally and only that arrangement is in balance. A bubble in the middle of the froth, with six neighbours of its own size, is pressed into a hexagon. A bubble at the edge, with four or five neighbours, becomes a figure of four or five sides. Nobody has taught the soap anything. The six-sidedness is simply the record of six equal pushes.
Wax, in the hive, is warm and yielding. Thompson proposed that the bee makes something roughly round, a cup or a tube about the size of its own body. It makes many of these side by side, and the soft walls between them are then drawn by tension into flat planes that meet at the angles of a froth. The hexagon, on this view, belongs to the crowd and not to the bee. The bee supplies the wax, the warmth and the round beginning. The physics supplies the figure.
Those who like it may call this a diminishing of the bee. I call it a relocation of the marvel. A form, I hold, is a diagram of the forces that made it. When a form is exact, the right first question is which forces could make it so exact, not what mind contrived it. The logarithmic spiral of a shell is not drawn by the snail; it follows from the snail adding to its mouth at a constant proportion. The hexagon of the comb is a question of the same kind. Before we credit the insect with a geometer's knowledge, or credit a long history of selection with putting that knowledge there, we should ask whether the geometry costs anything to get.
And the edge of the frame gives evidence for this view. If the bee held the hexagon in its instinct as a figure to be made, it might make it everywhere. It does not. The queen cell, built alone, has no flat sides, because it has nothing to be flattened against. The cells at the rim of the comb have as many sides as they have neighbours. Nazzi put this exactly in 2016: "When cells are not surrounded by six other cells, their final shape is not hexagonal but rather matches that of a polygon with as many sides as the number of surrounding cells." That is exactly what a froth does. A figure that changes with the number of neighbours is a diagram of the neighbours.
Two results from pure geometry bear on the argument, and neither of them could have been had in 1859.
The first is the proof. Pappus asserted, and everyone believed, that no division of a plane into equal areas uses less boundary than the regular hexagon. It was not proved until Thomas Hales did it at the end of the last century; the paper appeared in 2001. So the bees had been credited for two thousand years with the solution to a problem nobody could solve, and the credit turns out to be correct. In the plane, the hexagon is the best there is.
The second result points the other way. A comb is not a plane. It is two layers of cells back to back, and each cell is closed at the bottom by a little pyramid of three rhombs. This base was the part the old admirers loved most. Its angles were measured and admired, and it was held to be the economical shape. In 1964 László Fejes Tóth published a short paper with the title "What the bees know and what they do not know." In it he showed how to close the cells with a differently built base that uses a little less wax. The saving is small, but it is real. The bee's base is not the best one.
This should embarrass anyone who holds that the comb is "absolutely perfect in economising wax". A process that works steadily towards economy, with a dozen pounds of sugar or more at stake for every pound of wax, might be expected to find the cheaper base in the long history of the hive-bee. That it has not found it suggests the three-rhomb base is not the end of a search for economy. It may rather be the shape that falls out when two layers of round-ended tubes, offset from each other, are pressed together. The froth, again, and not the ledger.
Now the argument must be tested. A doctrine that only ever finds confirming cases has probably stopped looking.
For most of the last century the physical account stood as a plausible story without a decisive experiment. Then, in 2004, Pirk and his colleagues set out the strongest version of it. The bees themselves, they said, are the close-packed cylinders. Each warm worker in the cluster is a heated tube, the wax flows between them in "liquid equilibrium", and the hexagons set as the wax cools. They went further and said the three rhombs of the base "do not exist" as built things. They are optical artefacts of looking through a semi-transparent comb. Nine years later, Karihaloo and two colleagues reported that cells in a natural comb are circular at their birth and quickly become rounded hexagons as the comb is built. The mechanism they gave was the flow of softened wax near the junction where three circular cells meet, and they said the heat for the softening came from the "hot" worker bees. As their work was reported, wax at about forty-five degrees begins to flow slowly, like a thick elastic liquid. The froth, it seemed, had been caught in the act.
In the same year, 2013, Bauer and Bienefeld filmed bees building comb with infrared and thermographic cameras, and the result went against me. The wax the bees were working, while they made hexagonal cells, was between 33.6 and 37.6 degrees. That is well below the forty degrees at which wax is supposed to reach the liquid state that self-organised building needs. And the bees were not simply sitting there warm while the wax sorted itself out. Bauer and Bienefeld watched them use their antennae, their mandibles and their legs "in a regular sequence to manipulate the wax". Some bees warmed the wax actively, as a smith warms iron, and others worked it.
I have said a doctrine that only finds confirming cases has stopped looking, and I will not excuse myself from that rule. The strong physical account, in which the hexagon comes about by melting and nothing else, does not survive the thermometer. The bee is not a heated bung round which the wax flows into place. It is a workman, and a busy one.
What, precisely, has the thermometer taken away?
What was lost is the idea that the wax does all the work by flowing. What survives is the idea that the bee need not hold the hexagon in its head. Nazzi's paper of 2016 makes this plain. The hexagon can arise, he points out, "only if isodiametric cells are previously arranged in a way that each one is surrounded by six other similar cells." Round cells of equal size, packed six about one: that arrangement is the precondition, and once it exists the six flat walls follow, whether surface tension flattens them or mandibles do. Nazzi proposed that the arrangement itself comes from a simple building rule. A bee begins a new cell in the groove between two cells already there, widens its floor gradually, and raises the walls "as soon as the cell base reaches a certain size."
Consider what such a rule contains. It has no angle in it, no hexagon, no count of sides. It contains a starting place, the groove, and a stopping size. Follow it over a surface and you get close-packed circles, because every new cell nests into the hollow that two older ones leave. Press close-packed circles of soft material against each other, whether by tension or by jaws, and you get hexagons in the middle, pentagons at the edge and a shapeless thimble where a cell stands alone. The bee's rule is local, and the regularity belongs to the whole comb. There is still a diagram of forces here. It is simply that some of the forces are applied by mandibles, in a regular sequence, rather than by surface tension alone. A mandible pressing on a warm wall is as much a physical agent as a film of soap. It is only harder to put into an equation.
So the correction owed is exact and limited. The physical account, in its strong form, was wrong about the temperature, and wrong to think the wax flowed into its figure by itself. It was not wrong about where to look. The figure is not in the bee as a figure. It is in the packing, which follows from the rule, which is cheap. Selection has plenty to do in this story. It may well have tuned the size at which the walls go up, the thickness of the wall, and the sequence in which the jaws and legs work. What it did not have to do was discover the hexagon, because given the packing the hexagon cannot be missed. Physics first, then the animal's own procedure, and selection working within what those two allow. That is the order, and the thermometer has not overturned it.
There is a comparison, lately made, that I like. Stingless bees of the genus Tetragonula build their brood comb as a spiral, or as a target of concentric rings, and in 2020 a group who study the growth of crystals showed that a very simple model of crystal growth, of the kind that explains how a crystal nucleates and spreads, gives the same spirals and targets. The bees are not reading a plan of a spiral any more than a crystal reads one. Each adds where adding is possible, and the growing edge supplies the form.
This is what the old admirers missed by looking only at the middle of the frame. Perfection in the middle tells you that something is working well. It does not tell you what that something is. For that you need the place where the pattern breaks: the five-sided cell against the bar, and the queen's thimble hanging alone on the face of the comb. At the rim of the frame in the hand, a worker has her head down in the groove between two finished cells and is widening the floor of a new one. Its lip, for the moment, is round.
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