|We were gone two hours and this surprise showed up!|
the bees or the horses were pricier. He argued that the fencing we put up is always so expensive. I countered by pointing out that we always make that money back when we sell the house. I noted the bees have gotten new hives and frames the past few years, but have yet to give us any honey due to erratic weather, moisture and invading insects. Almost as if on cue, we pulled into our driveway and Jack leaped from the car, shouting, "Look! A swarm!"
who ended up being away in Utah so he missed the fun) and had on his bee gear and was sawing away on the birch branch where the bees had congregated.
|A view from a distance.|
|Stuffing bees into a box.|
|Building a roof.|
...until he sliced his arm open while making a waterproof tin roof for his new girls.
|Yes, that's blood on his chin. No, he's not a vampire. I think.|
|Got all the bees down.|
|Their temporary home.|
It's always fun when Mother Nature sends free stuff our way. One question though: when is she going to send me some horses?