Tuesday, May 01, 2018

May Day

May 1st!!! May Day... a first day of spring.. and a day that used to be make with all kinds of traditions. May baskets that were left on the neighbors door... the May pole..and a number of other things, some I knew and some I read about on line. I'm not so sure these traditions are done anywhere anymore, and are mostly left now to memories and google searches.....
I however,  I did do one of the May Day traditions, mostly by accident this morning... and not only was it fun, and something I was looking forward to.. but it had me leaving the house quite early, which meant, I was able to snag a piece of breakfast pizza from the the local store... a fav of mine for sure. 
And, the big event that got me up and moving this morning... picking up a bee hive. I ordered this hive last winter, with the hopes that I would yet again, be the keeper of two hives. Sadly, with that long cold snap we had last January, I lost my hive... so I was happy to think that I at least had one on order for this summer. I'm glad I got my order in... the shop told me they had 125 hives, and were sold out.....
I have the feeling that bees are quite the popular thing right now. It seems that goats, chickens and bees are the "pets" in vogue right now...  I don't know if it's the fact that all these critters provide a type of food source and that makes them popular... or the fact that these small farm type animals are easily kept even in the urban neighborhoods and legal in many towns, that make them so wanted. Either way...I see bee stuff is easy to purchase and I'm often asked about them. My first answer is.. take a class, because there is way more to these little creatures than one would think. A bit of "nature"... a bit of luck.. and a bit of what works....I've had good luck with some and not so with others....
But, I do love having bees... I enjoy watching them, and seeing what they bring into the hive... I like collecting the honey (though that in itself is a process...) and I like seeing them around the farm, doing all the good things they do.

Since they arrived on a work day, Ed wasn't home to go with me to collect them. But I've had the long enough that I'm pretty comfortable handling them and knew that I could get them into the hive on my own. It was also nice because of the early pick up time, the morning was actually almost cold and it was "easy" to move bees that were more on the sleepy side. 
I had everything ready to go, so that was helpful, and the move went well... I did get one sting...overall though... it was a  success...
 As the day began to warm up, the bees began to move about and I left them alone to get settled in. Later tonight I'll make sure that everyone gets inside, and will add some food to the feeder to make sure they have enough to get going until they're used to their new home. 

Welcome little bees, hopefully i will have you a good long time. 
Because it's been so very wet this spring, the winter paddock for the horses is still ankle deep in mud. It bothers me to see them standing in all that yuck and I worry some about their feet always being in the wet. So, I'm chancing it, and opened the pasture for the season. The grass is just beginning, so it will give them the time to get back on green grass slowly as it grows, I just might not have much grass come August, but I guess I'll worry about that later... 

They were pretty happy to have all that room back, and started looking right away for the good stuff... and me.... I just love looking out the windows and seeing them again....

The big wood furnace is shut down now... the top is back on the screen house... water garden is running and the bees are flying... so, May Day... you have officially brought spring!!!!

Saturday, April 07, 2018

Thursday, April 05, 2018

Thursday, March 22, 2018

when you say goodbye.....

Where has time gone?? I always feel like I'm asking that question, and then one of life's "majors" shows up and I begin to ask the question all over again. Yup a life major showed up today... when I said goodbye to our little Trevor dog... "growly boy" as we called him.. one of the "brothers".... He was officially 16 and 7 months old... I was thinking he might make 17, but he really began to get old the past few months, and I knew that not likely. 


When we lost Hunter over a year ago, I didnt' think that Trev would stay much longer. They were always together, though the first year of their life, wasn't pretty... dog fights between the two.. always pushing for that top position... I even wondered if one should be rehomed, but we loved them both and which one would have gone. We worked threw  it, though they continued to push each other's buttons once in a while. They came to us as "fosters"... and we fell in love, and they never left.... I love this photo... they were about 10 months old, and two peas in a pod...
They were sort of the same and very different too... Trev was certainly the pushy one... and got into all kinds of trouble. He loved to eat paper, I can't say exactly how much money he ate, or the number of checks he ate... or the number of cross stitch patterns he ruined. And yet, he loved to cuddle and be with you.. I never could stay mad very long.
Even when he was older, this was a common trick... going into the bathroom and grabbing a toilet paper roll and then walking over with it, as though to say.. "I just found this, it's OK to keep it, right??"

He had to have one of his eyes removed due to glocuma ... but that didn't slow him down one little bit.. and with his dark color and a bit of fancy footwork in the grooming, no one hardly noticed it was gone. 
When we lived in our old hometown, I loved walking the group together... back then it was Moxie, Hunter, Trevor and Camille... after we moved and Moxie left..Tazzy and Livy were with us, I used to take the group, but the older ones were slowing down... I don't have this big group anymore, and in fact, it's just Tazzy and Livy right now... I miss the group....

Like all our spaniels.. Trev loved camp... and he was by far our swimmer dog. Trev swam just to swim..he'd go to the water, hop in, swim a few circles and then get out, and find a warm sunny spot to dry. If he wasn't sunning himself, he was in the lake, and never wondered from camp.. would always be in one of those two places. I think he got one or two swims in last summer, but I guess when I noticed that the swims weren't nearly as often as they once were, I knew he was truly slowing down. It was more sunny spots than swimming. 
I used to smile at the naughty things he still did once in a while. Like this photo..a food bin that belonged to a guest doggie, and Trev quickly figured how to open the door and simply help himself. Funny that if he had been a pup, I would have jumped right onto this and said no... being a senior had it advantages....
So, as I say goodbye to yet another beloved boy... I like to think that he and Hunter are together once again. That Hunter was sitting at the gate of Heaven and saying... "goodness it took you a while to get here".. and perhaps Trevor told him that Mom just wasn't ready to let him leave. 

Good bye my growly, swimming, flyball dog boy... happy running with the ones that were waiting for you, and I expect that you will all coming running on the day that I join you...


love you Trev!!!!!

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