Beautiful Memorial Day Weekend we're having here, but cool. I was freezing when I woke up this morning, but it was wonderfully perfect for yard work. Blackberries are blooming all over, making for some happy bee girls.
I lived through the end of the school year, thank the Lord, but it was touch and go for awhile there. I don't have a stop button. I do too much, planning to simply faint when it's over, but when the musical was over, I had to go to camp and it was ninety degrees and 2 miles between every activity, then home at midnight and back to work the next day. So very much around here goes a begging under such circumstances, so back to that overwhelming feeling.
Well, it's done.
Oh My JOY
No pictures, as my battery is dead and the charger has gone awol. Anyhoo, a look into Harmony Hive this afternoon did not disappoint- 15 combs, two of capped honey. Lots of drone comb. Girls, do you realize how many men that is to feed? Just saying.
Playing in the tree fort with Bean and Bugg, just "tetching." Which is what Bean used to call sketching. We spied, with our little eye (actually, Pappy did), a pileated woodpecker, which we observed chipping wood with some interest. Later, Bugg said, "I think I'll draw that laminated woodpecker."
A special gift from a special class, but that will have to wait until the charger is found and the battery up to snuff. Is there a charger for me I wonder?
Happy Memorial Day Weekend.
Happy Birthday to the Handy Man.