Something was a buzz in the blueberry patch this weekend.
Yes, we have bees again.
We use to keep bees, but my husband became very allergic.
Since he was the bee keeper, that was that.
Now, a lovely neighbour has taken up bee keeping, and asked if he could keep them here.
Bee keeping is magical, and when I get more time, I'll get back into it.
I think I have shot about 5 stories on bees over the years for magazines.
The smell of warm honey in the summer, the taste of fresh honeycomb!
On the Mabel front..not so good.
She is going in for her second foot surgery.
I'm so torn - am I torturing her with all this medication, surgery, injections, wraps.
Should I just let her be.
I've decided to give surgery one more chance.
I don't think I'd forgive myself if I didn't give her a shot at a happy life.
On the cuter, less sad side of farm life..
we've been letting the baby chicks flutter about the room.
They are trying to fly, and love to run.
It's hilarious to watch.
Seems to me, that Peep (the yellow one) has discovered what we didn't know either...
...Cocoa's bottom is damn cute! And white?!