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| Thanks to the unseasonably warm temps this year, May has become swarm season. Michael caught 2 so far. Both came from the top bar hive we have in the garden. The first clung to a t-shirt he uses to tear fabric strings from. The second swarm clung to a blackberry bush limb. Here Michael is situating one swarm in hive boxes. Later, we transported them onto the hill with the rest of the ladies. |
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| Spring = time for general homestead upkeep, kids. Early on a Saturday morning, I was out with my electric sander, taking the cracked varnish off the front door. Although it was after 9 a.m., Michael stuck his head out the door and said, "Good Morning, Little Marvin" since my Dad is notorious for running loud power tools well before 8 a.m.. Oops. |
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| And the interior door, rehung. Yep, it's Smurf blue. We had intended it to be a little darker, like Delft pottery, but we like it. It's happy and different than anything anyone around here else has. |
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| Our salvage house door has been turned into a new garden gate. And not a moment too soon. The old one fell to pieces and I had to bag it up for the trash....really, in pieces. |
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| We've moved the beans this year. They are where the corn used to be. Michael is stringing hemp twine so that the vines have a natural medium, up which they can climb. |
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| And the very first strawberries of the season! We had them on cereal this morning. |
