A snippet of the sound.
The bees in the tip bar hive survived this brutal winter and began cleaning out the hive and scouting around.
I noticed my bees were working over a dried, dead hyacinth pot I had moved outside to re-plant the bulbs, so I brought out a pot of blooming daffodils--probably the only flowers blooming for many, many miles, and they quickly discovered them.
Each daffodil flower had 5 or 6 bees working it all afternoon.
I also put out a pie pan with slightly diluted honey (from my harvest from last fall) and a piece of bark for a landing strip - and they were very happy.
A crew of friends from the UU church who call themselves the “Arborcidal Maniacs” came over to help remove a large dying ash tree at the corner of our garage.
Cutting down this tree was heartbreaking and made an unbelievably huge mess.
Our friend Mike came back the next day, Sunday, and worked on the tree cleanup all afternoon! (THANK YOU, Mike!)
We left Mike to his own devices because we spent the afternoon in Minneapolis, celebrating daughter Cadence's birthday. It was a glorious spring day, so we walked to the Modern Times cafe...
(crazy sidewalk sandwich board at Modern Times)
We got our sandwiches “to go” and had a picnic at Powderhorn Park.
Happy birthday, dear Cadence!
It was a perfect day until we got home and discovered that Zinnie was missing. After contacting all the neighbors, walking the woods, checking all the buildings, and driving all the roads in a 2-mile radius with no sign of ZInnie, I posted on my Facebook page and two lost pets pages. Within an hour over 100 people had shared my lost dog photo. Within two hours two people I did not know posted that they had seen her jogging with people on the Douglas Trail that afternoon (apparently she had followed someone jogging past our farm while we were cleaning up wood and gotten lost on the trail.) Someone took her home and contacted Animal Control. The next morning I bailed her out and got her a new collar and tags. She was very happy to be home after spending a night in jail. Whew - I was a wreck worrying about her. Thankful for the power of social media in finding a lost pet!
Yesterday was Rog’s birthday. For his birthday present I got him a new used 20-qt mixing bowl for the Hobart mixer AND got the mixer repainted. Above you see the “before,” a mixer that works great but is so ugly, with chipped industrial gray paint.
I am happy to report that Rog was totally surprised and totally delighted with the squash-blossom yellow mixer makeover. I found a wonderful guy, Kevin, owner of Auto Refinishers plus in Rochester who sandblasted the old paint off and repainted the mixer with automotive epoxy for a reasonable cost. I will spare the details, but suffice it to say that moving this 189 lb. beast in and out of the pickup by myself and keeping the project a secret from Rog was a challenge.
This may very well be the only bright yellow Hobart mixer in the world. It will be the centerpiece of our commercial kitchen. (I love that I am married to a man who is overjoyed getting a mixer for his birthday!)
Last night, we had a Birthday Mirthday Bonfire, burning the three huge brush piles from the felled ash tree in a huge bonfire. We roasted hot dogs and had chile, deviled eggs, cupcakes and beer...
followed by music in the barn. Thanks to everyone for making Rog's birthday such a fun celebration!
Today the snow is nearly gone--these two last small patches of snow and the ridge of snow that slid off the roof on the north side of the barn will surely be gone after today's forecast 70 degrees! Happiness!!!