After lunch, Mama, Daddy, and Katherine went back to town (they had been out all morning) to get Katherine's blood work (her first Lyme appointment was yesterday). I grabbed my coffee and addressed myself to the room that was piled in a rather haphazard fashion with fabric and stuff for our Etsy store. (Methinks I have neglected to mention that...here's the link; if you're interested in 'retro' aprons and various odds and ends. We haven't much stuff up yet.) I ended up consolidating boxes and at least giving myself a cursory notion of what all is there (Mama brought stuff up from Florida). About the time I had gotten all that stuff pulled out into the living room, and got started on re-packing (more or less) the fabric, Savannah arrived to help. We ended up with a room that, yes, is still stacked fairly high, but is more organized and the room doesn't feel claustrophobic any more.
Next task on that front...photographing "stuff".
I did a little poking around and found that I'm a little late on most of the "local" places to get bees. Unless the guy up north of here has any left (and his website leaves some things to be desired), I will probably end up ordering them from Georgia...
Daddy and I got the stand all ready and now my hive body is sitting outside. The supers are still in the basement along with the nuc, but anyway...I'm ready, more or less. When I KNOW I have them coming, I'll probably go on a bee-reading binge. That's how I roll, folks.
After I fed the chickens, I decided to go on a rhubarb look-see (still toting buckets...one empty--which I had to hang on to so it didn't blow away...and one full of eggs). I didn't have any flags with me, because I didn't bother to go get them today. I think, depending on weather and stuff, that I will go rhubarb-flagging tomorrow. However, to return to my story...I really just only looked at one row. But I did more than just look...I weeded around the wee plants. Even though that particular row is short (less than half the length of the full rows), by the time I got done, I felt all shaky. I'm guessing that it is simply because I am THAT out of shape. (I suppose the fact that I'm hungry might have something to do with it...)
If I just keep doing little bits of work like this day-by-day it'll add up, right??