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I'd hate to be a bee in this weather, with those teeny little wings, up against the buffetings of Mother Nature. It would be more fun to be a bee in the sunshine on a flower.
I wish I’d thought to go out on the deck during the storm to see what the wind gusts felt like on the side where I’ll be putting the hives. I wonder how many bricks it takes to weight down the covers so they won’t blow off in a storm?
BEEattitude for Day # 140:
Blessed are those who look up at the sky, for they shall see wonders indeed.
One thing Fran is grateful for right now:
The sausage tetrazzini I made for dinner Friday (and the leftovers on Saturday)
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