My computer so graciously let me have three pictures tonight before the rest of them went POOF into a far off magical place that evades me. I suppose that I will need to sit down and figure out what the issue is, but I am rather sure that it will take me hours and frustrate me to no end, so I avoid doing it. If I took the time to do something like that I would start with reporting the grades of nine children or tackling the now overdue quarterly business taxes, but enough of all of that.....
We had a Happy Day (birthday) up here on the mountaintop last Sunday. Our Dawsy hit the double digits and turned ten. Generally speaking you get whatever you want for dinner on your birthday, but this seafood loving child asked for.......lobster. Can you even believe that? He's ten for crying out loud and asking for lobster. I had to tell him no, which I hated to do and I must admit that part of not wanting to tell him no is that I myself would have loved a juicy tail smothered in butter, but so would have a whole bunch of other people up here on the mountaintop and that's just not affordable. So, I steered him in the direction of sushi and clams in white sauce over pasta. He was happy - our wallet was happy.
We made him an ice cream sandwich cake. Holy cow was that thing rich, not to mention good. Making the cake was a team effort that involved a lot of finger licking :)
Baby Man assumed his usual position atop the table and helped me roll the sushi.
The feast that took place.
Of course there is more, but I can't show you thanks to disappearing pictures:( Suffice it to say there we a lot of smiles and laughs and he had a great birthday.
Wait! My Man just came home from his office and so I was complaining to him about the pictures and he told me to try again so that he could see the problem and I got more! Mind you, I had to add them one.at.a.bleeping.time, but I got more.........and then they stopped working again.
The Birthday Boy
Columbus and Einstein have started on a new chicken coop.
I went and checked on my bees after having them for one week - this was my first check-in with them.
A frame full of bees. This is the frame that I rubber banded the queen cage onto - you can see the cage in the middle of the frame under the bees. Both queens were released from their cages, as they should be. I was able to find the queen of one hive but not the other, which doesn't mean she isn't there. It just means that I didn't see her among the thousands of bees in the hive.
What the hive looked like after I smoked it and took the lid off. The bees were buzzing like crazy and honestly, I was a little surprised that they were still so active after being smoked. I'm not sure if I didn't smoke them enough or what, but I expected them to be more dazed than they were.
I am adding more smoke here. Before I went out to check on the bees I read one of my bee books to recap what I should be doing.....Columbus took great joy in making fun of me and telling me he thought I already knew what I was doing and asking me if I should really need to be reading the book since I'd already read it and taken two classes.
The book said to go gloveless - thatgloves are bulking and get it in the way....obviously I didn't listen to that part and boy was I glad that I didn't!! I could feel the vibration of the bees flapping wings on my hand!! It was an odd feeling and a little bit scary. I kept waiting for one of them to sting me through the gloves but none of them did.
Elsinore the dog was brave enough to come in with me.
Here is an empty queen cage and an imperfection in the comb that I took off of one of the frames. The comb had some honey in it but I couldn't taste any with my gloves on and my face net zipped to my bee suit, so I (thought rather firmly) instructed people to save me some......but nope....it was all gone by the time I got out :(