Before the real meat of this post, a quick update on the bees. As of last week, I can report that they are schlepping pollen to their hive. I expect to find baby bees when we open it later this week. Meanwhile, here are a couple of close-ups of my girls with full pollen baskets. One of the … Continue reading Welcome to Repo Week!: Adventures in Room-by-Room Reclamation, with a slight pollinary diversion
Being woken out of a sound sleep by angry screaming is not my favorite way to be woken up. I much prefer my usual way of being woken up – a hug and a kiss. Then, Sweetheart hands me a cup of hot coffee. Sometime after going to bed Saturday night and well before Sunday’s … Continue reading Screamers, speeders, and drawn guns: Just another night in the neighborhood
Our Passover Seder last month was, for the most part, an unparalleled success. We fled Egypt from the dining room table and ate a lovely dinner that everyone seemed pretty happy about, although Mom’s “get up and go” got up and went shortly after the meal started. We helped her to the car. Sweetheart drove … Continue reading Rare steaks, raccoons and what Jewish mothers feed bees
Things that got away from me last week - including blog posting - got a bit recaptured over the weekend, which consisted of phone call time with all my daughters and an afternoon hanging out with Mom. It also consisted of me not being my best self when I got home from Mom's expecting to start building … Continue reading Birthdays, beehive building, and food porn: Just another week in Flyover Country
Last summer, I gave myself a gift. My friend Judy was offering a four-week writing workshop. I went on-line and registered. She’s one of the Writer’s lunch writers, owner of Redbird Writing Studio and the author of “Shut Up & Write.” It was everything I hoped for and then some. You can draw a straight … Continue reading Just me, at a writer’s retreat weekend, or “Three seismic paragraphs and a sandhill crane”
I know it’s kind of cool to hate Facebook, but I just can’t bring myself to do it. It has let me stay connected to people I love who live too far away for me to see them as much as I’d like to. It’s given me a way to stay connected to people I … Continue reading Social media’s upside and an open call for handy tips on ditching excess emotional baggage
It’s official. As of last night, I am a beekeeper. It feels very strange to write those words. My mental image of a beekeeper used to be some sort of slightly feral sage, an interesting sort of semi-holy person standing quietly in the midst of a raging storm of flying, buzzing, stinging creatures. In other words, … Continue reading For a minute, they were the world’s tiniest motorcycle gang: Now, our new backyard crew is in the hive
When it came to fighting styles, my sister and I were not well-matched. When we were very young, (I remember the baby gate in front of her bedroom door and other places in the house) and she upset me, I’d complain to my mother about whatever it was Debby was doing. “Tell her not to,” Mom would … Continue reading Boot tracks across her winter coat and my severed finger: An Application for Entry to the Sister Fight Hall of Fame
Seder is in the rear-view mirror. The fancy dishes are safely stowed in the china cabinet, the Seder plate, Haggadot and box o’ plagues are back on the highest reaches of the pantry shelving and our fridge is well-stocked with leftover roast beast, eggplant Parmesan and other goodies. Which means it’s time to talk about … Continue reading Spring in Flyover Country: New Beekeeper Jitters and the Sound of a Few Thousand Hungry Worms,
I’m a little late on this week’s blog post because I’ve been too busy doing things and not busy enough writing about them. Tonight, 12 people are going to sit down at my dinner table and take a trip from Flyover Country to Egypt. Then we will flee from slavery there. I’ve been listening to … Continue reading Heading out of Egypt from Flyover Country: A pre-seder post
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