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Bee-Keeping, The Third Year

Fall                                                         Full Autumn Moon Our revels now have ended.  The very last of the year’s harvest, four-foot long decorative squash and birdhouse style gourds, Kate brought in yesterday.  The bees are done for the year.  Two colonies will die over the winter and the third, with luck, will survive.  Even if it does, this is […]

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Impish and Knowing

Spring                                                               Waning Bee Hiving Moon Talked to the grandkids on Skype.  Gabe’s linguistics have made a jump and Ruthie seems to have rocketed past the early years of childhood and landed in an elementary school body.  Jen went to crossfit this morning.  If you’re not familiar with this gonzo approach to fitness, click on the […]

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Precious

Imbolc                                                  Waning Bridgit Moon Sheepshead tonight.  I took in honey for Ed, Dick, Roy and Bill plus honeycake that Kate made from our honey.  Artemis Hives honors the ancient Greek Goddess of the hunt who also had honeybees within her domain.  Worshippers took to her altar honeycake as an offering.  My original idea was to […]

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Bee Diary: Honey in the Jar

Lughnasa                                    Waning Artemis Moon The waning Artemis moon has a golden hue tonight, honey colored, as it sits on the northeastern horizon.  A band of clouds created two dark lines, parallel to each other and about a third of the way down.  It looked like a view of the moon from an ukiyo-e print. We […]

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And I Just Sat Down And Wrote This

Summer                                    Waxing Grandchildren Moon Night again.  Serenity.  That place to fall into where the universe catches you, holds you in its arms, then you remember that the universe is your body and those arms are your arms and so you sleep. There are bad things out there:  Democrats pulled back the climate bill.  Geez, guys […]

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A Herd Remnant

Summer                                               Waxing Grandchildren Moon The thundering herd of 11 Woolly Mammoths had dwindled to 5 by the time it found the outer reaches of urbia, the ex part.  Tom, Bill, Frank, Mark and Stefan joined me to make 6 of us for the July 2010 meeting.  Kate put together sandwiches, hor d’oeuvres, her rhubarb pudding […]

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