Look who decided to supervise my work in the bee yard today. I turned to grab my smoker and almost tripped over her. I think we made eye contact because she squinted a little. Opossums are nocturnal, so who knows what she was doing up at four in the afternoon.
I just scored a thirty pound bag of free, freshly picked, organic fruits, veggies, herbs and flowers from the Hillside Produce Co-op, a once a month event in my neighborhood where people get together and share their surplus backyard produce. The grapefruit on the right is an average size grapefruit. The grapefruit on the left [...]
I’d been planning the assassination for three weeks. I didn’t really want her dead, but someone had to kill her. Even though my boyfriend claims that he’ll do anything for me, “anything” doesn’t include getting blood on his hands. So the snuff work fell to me. My boyfriend, that softie, had already talked me out [...]
The herb garden is planted (#5 on the To Do list) just in time for the Ides of March. All hail Caesar!
I was outside, drinking red Kool-Aid, sorting the recycling, when I noticed that the air over the vegetable garden was full of bees. I didn’t know if it was a mating flight, a swarm, or a hive being robbed, so I ran inside and put on my bee gear so I could get a closer [...]
For the third day straight I smell like a Campfire Girl. For those of you too old too remember that aroma, I smell of burnt kindling and cookies. Every time I think we’ve got the Crotch Banger Bee situation worked out, I’ve got to drive back over to the trap-out, get all sweaty in my [...]
I was so pleased with how we handled the difficult trap out location at Karen’s and Jessi’s house yesterday. Then, today, while I was standing in the shower, (I get all my best ideas while in the shower) I realized that I’d installed the one way exit on the wall entrance of the Crotch Banger [...]