After we came inside, the smoker, sitting out on the back patio, began smoking in earnest. Smoke galore, beautiful, thick, cool smoke. My mudporch, next to said patio, smells like it smoked a pack of Marlboros.
This evening, while I worked in the garden, the bees came peacefully home from their day. I find that watching them come home and looking at the two pictures we got today are very relaxing. I remember now that beekeeping is incredibly stress reducing most of the time...just lost it for about an hour in the heat of the afternoon.
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