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bee inspired

DSC_0674I know summer is near and that I am sitting in the middle of spring…full blown wonderful spring. I know because the beekeepers are here. I watched them through the green branches of the magnolias,  in bee suits and moving supers that will, by mid-summer, be filled with honey from my little place in this world. It is all so comforting and wonderful, watching man within Nature and knowing, somehow, no matter what else is happening, Nature goes on. The bees will collect nectar and the beekeepers, myself include I am happy happy to say, will extract honey when the summer has distended into fall and the cycle continues.

 bees leavingI was in one of my hives this morning before it was too hot but after most of the worker bees had left for the day. My intention was to add a super before the May flow and just do a general look at the colonies. While looking in wonder, I noticed a particular worker bee amongst the thousands of other bees. This little bee had, I believe intentionally, attached herself to a dead bee and was working so hard and diligently to remove the dead bee from the hive – bees love to clean and they keep the hive very tidy. I suppose it was so difficult, being the same size as the dead bee and it being “dead weight” but I watched her stumble and literally fall but she never gave up. Eventually, she reached the edge of the super and made a dive with the dead bee towards the ground. Perhaps it was an unintended fall; I do not know. She disappeared from my sight but left me with some form of determination somehow, determination to overcome the anxiety or fear of a big job and know that if I stick to it, I can do it. Silly little story but I felt inspired by this tiny creature; she continues my belief that Nature holds all of the truths.

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a walk and a wish

A walk through the yard…my pictograph of early spring. I just wanted to post snapshots of the beauty of nature in March…not much to say really, just a visual nudge to go outside and find the beauty in your yard.

My yard and my photographs are both very rudimentary. I might like the look of beautiful well manicured spaces but I know I am not that person…so I embrace the “natural” look. 🙂 I hope you find some inspiration…

keep flowers


I cut the grass but left this large patch of wildflowers for the bees. There was no way I could mow over this. I know these early spring flowers are here for a very big purpose, if nothing less than their beauty, and everyone mows them down??? I think we need our wildflowers, flowers that used to be in fields everywhere but those fields are being filled with concrete  now. Anyway, I kept mine.




Near the house are more wildflowers and a scattering of violas I  planted this fall.This should be a painting.


tree in tree


Here is a beautiful example of the “tree in a tree” occurrence I wrote about a while back. There was a little oak tree that was growing along side of my fig tree and was so persistent. Either the wind blew the seed there or a bird dropped it right next to my planted by me tree, either way, it was unwelcome. Although I kept cutting the little annoying sapling down, it kept coming back.  For a few years, I was a warrior, man against Nature, but then I realized, Nature should do as she pleased and I gave up the futile fight. As you can see, She was very right…I have several more of these natural plantings going on right now in my yard.


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A scattering of St. Josephs. It seems early, but then, we had very little winter. These flowers are from Miss Sue’s yard, a yard that began along the Bayou Teche over 100 years ago. Miss Sue is the sole reason I love the garden, that is where we became friends. I also associate these flowers with the St. Joseph Altars from my sons’ past; their school, Catholic High School, used to celebrate this feast day



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Into the bee yard…can you see all of the stirring and activity? So much nectar to gather and honey to make…hence, the wildflowers. It’s a busy time for the bees.



new bee

Here is my new hive. The new queen is in the bottom box and , hopefully, she will gather her worker bees and start a colony.


little chick

Can you see one of the baby chicks? Drew made this coop for me and I drove to Erath to buy baby chicks to fill it up with. This batch of chickens will start laying at the end of summer. I have Black Sex Links, Ameraucanas, White Leghorns, Barred Rocks, and Rhode Island Reds.



And my rooster…he rules. I have several rooster sticks around the yard to protect myself from him. I respect who he is; he would give his life for his flock, but he sees me as a threat, which  is so wrong…I am his ally. Anyway, he’s a mean dude when it comes to protecting his hens and I have been the recipient of his wrath a couple of times.



Here is the field of wildflowers. I realize it will be tough on the lawnmower when I have to cut this but I have decided it is best to leave these flowers for the bees and birds and all that matters. The shovel is where an Anna Apple Tree will be planted today – amongst the Pear Trees.



Here are the buds on a pecan tree telling all of us in South Louisiana that Spring is officially here; this is the tried and true method here and it is always right.


crawfish hole


Do you know what this is?




My Bluebird House…there was a scattering of vibrant blue feathers on the ground beneath this house…Nature can be cruel.



I end with a Dandelion…and a wish that you find happiness in your own backyard.






ode to bees


web page 279And so spring begins…at least, here, where I live. I cut grass the other day – I felt bad about the dandelions. I only cut a few, those nearest the house, dandelions and clover. I left 5 acres of them and other wildflowers for the bees and the baby dragon flies and the lady bugs and all that is needed to make this space complete. I am anxious for the beekeeper to come during the night and leave 100 hives near the canal at the end of the woods. I feel satisfied that I have been a good steward and have left enough wildflowers for them. They hold me captive, these spirited workers who do so much for us – little creatures we have mostly taken for granted and many times killed are so rudimentary and essential. Anyway, I cannot wait for their return stay.


DSC_0641It is in the very early morning when the dew defines the eccentrics of the cobwebs, before they are disturbed, before the day has moved in and taken them when I most enjoy the bees. There are hundreds of them streaming through the woods and hovering over the field doing what bees do and have done for ever. I see them through the rays of morning light, so essential, busy doing their jobs. Their journey is arduous – going through woods and baring themselves over open fields amongst predators and problems, but most survive and find their way home at the end of the day, safe and snuggled in their hives once again with little bodies full of honey and wax, a hard day’s work behind them.


001This flight home each evening right before sunset when the hens roost and the tree frogs call is beautiful and symphonic. Again, the rays of the sun are part of this splendor, this time picking up specks of the day and becoming a mixture with the little bees tired from a day of gathering. It is so soothing and peaceful to watch. I am enchanted with their predictable pattern of flight and the way they do it with unchanging motions, every day no matter what. I suppose I envy them in a very odd sort of way, they go through their day, each day, knowing they have a very important job to do and it is done and at the end of the day, they are home, tired, happy and fulfilled.

Anyway, this is my simple explanation of my fascination with bees. I am anxiously awaiting their return sometimes in April and I will mourn their departure sometimes in July, but they will leave behind quarts of honey and fields of flowers.


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