Home Sweet Home

OK, so we get to invite about 10,000 honey bees (carniolans)-or however many there are in 3 pounds of bees-to our yard next week. In preparation, I put together the bee-gining bee hive. Can you bee-lieve it? I painted it a nice white, the the worker bees took over. The bottom box seems to be a floral theme. The top is a bit sunny, and the middle has depictions of bees in action. I like the Tolkien scene...

I have heard of army ants, but..... Perhaps these will all be in the Air Force.

The middle here has a bit of construction going on. It is quite amusing.

Here we have bees on the set. "Luke, I am your father."

And this one--bees on a journey. Didn't know there were Hobeets. Can you find the Golbeeum (Smbeegal)?

Well-there were actually a few more pics, but I will wait 'till the ladies arrive Friday. Can't wait! Sweet!

Some things never change

Mom worked the past two nights. I often dream about her when she is not here-always seem to wake up and feel disappointed when I realize she is not there with me.
So, this morning, as I was waiting to hear the garage door open signaling the return of my sweet baby-puller-outer wife, I was picking out the first notes of "Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing" on the piano, I spotted this old photo.
This has been in Muma's house for the past 30+ years. I scanned it in and tried to adjust for the changes the years had made--don't I wish I could do that in real life some times--and here it is.
Mom was beautiful in this picture-stunningly so. But you know what? She still is. I am often amazed at her beauty and her goodness. And I am always grateful that she chooses to continue to put up with me.
So here is a picture of mom just before we got married. Yes, she looks serene and beautiful. She still does. I looked dazed and confused. I often still do.