There's sticky sweet honey dripping from the ceiling down onto the window ledge in Snow's room! When we first came out to look at this house, Ben & Snow noticed that there were honey bees hiving in the roof. (That's not a typo. I looked it up & hiving is a word. Love it =) makes me feel like Audrey Hepburn in My Fair Lady. Every word after that comes out with a British accent.) How they knew that they were honey bees from that far away I do not know, & I have to say that I thought it was wishful thinking since we knew that once we got settled into a house with some property, we wanted to raise bees; but I've learned to believe these two when they say these things, b/c they're usually right. Anyway, as Ben & Snow dreamed of smokers & protective clothing, I , of course, took it as a sign that this must be the house for us if they were indeed honey bees as some supposed them to be. Well sure enough, I was right about the house & Ben & Snow were right about the little bee people. As soon as the weather warmed up, golden deliciousness started seeping into Snow's room- like a gift from heaven. Of course it's not edible unless you wash it first. I have it on good authority that you can use soap, but then there's always the problem of trying to rinse it after that. For now, we just like to look at it. Snow has a doll sized glass perched on the ledge & it's almost full of gooey goodness. Rich amber liquid jewel drops keep drip dropping from above & the pretty pool sits there reflecting the light pouring in the window & the world keeps turning. What new wonder will we encounter today? Life is full to the brim with surprises.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
little people, big world...
There's sticky sweet honey dripping from the ceiling down onto the window ledge in Snow's room! When we first came out to look at this house, Ben & Snow noticed that there were honey bees hiving in the roof. (That's not a typo. I looked it up & hiving is a word. Love it =) makes me feel like Audrey Hepburn in My Fair Lady. Every word after that comes out with a British accent.) How they knew that they were honey bees from that far away I do not know, & I have to say that I thought it was wishful thinking since we knew that once we got settled into a house with some property, we wanted to raise bees; but I've learned to believe these two when they say these things, b/c they're usually right. Anyway, as Ben & Snow dreamed of smokers & protective clothing, I , of course, took it as a sign that this must be the house for us if they were indeed honey bees as some supposed them to be. Well sure enough, I was right about the house & Ben & Snow were right about the little bee people. As soon as the weather warmed up, golden deliciousness started seeping into Snow's room- like a gift from heaven. Of course it's not edible unless you wash it first. I have it on good authority that you can use soap, but then there's always the problem of trying to rinse it after that. For now, we just like to look at it. Snow has a doll sized glass perched on the ledge & it's almost full of gooey goodness. Rich amber liquid jewel drops keep drip dropping from above & the pretty pool sits there reflecting the light pouring in the window & the world keeps turning. What new wonder will we encounter today? Life is full to the brim with surprises.
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