It appears to be time for the annual “I can’t believe my silly crocuses are already blooming” post. If you look around The Havens, you will find that it really isn’t all that strange to find crocuses blooming this time of year. I find it slightly comforting to note this. At any rate, there is ample evidence of crocuses all around the place.
Additionally, you will note that the bees seem to have nicely survived their second winter here. I am hoping to capture the swarm that I am positive they will make this spring, as the quarters in the
flicker nest box bee hive are very much outgrown.
This will necessitate a trip to Bill’s Farm and Home in order to purchase a proper hive and super so that when the scouts start looking for a place they will look at the nice digs and say “Oh, we should move HERE!” rather than deciding to take up residence in the wall of the barn or some other such nonsense. I also really need to get a book on apiculture so that I can be a proper landlady for them. I wouldn’t mind being able to harvest some honey, but mostly I just want to make my pollinators welcome. I know just how incredibly fortunate we are to have a healthy population of them around, and I intend to encourage them as much as possible.
In other news, Mallory (needless to say) rules the roost. I had a bout of “You aren’t going to sleep tonight” last night so I sat up late and read an entire interesting but slightly trashy romance/suspense novel, which for some reason then made it possible to get to sleep around midnight thirty or so. At 4:30 a.m. this morning after I got Jim coffee-d and lunched I went back to bed to see if I couldn’t manage a few more hours of sleep. It turned out that I could.
Right after I went back to bed, Mallory followed me down the hall and popped up on the comforter for a moment, looked at me in disbelief, and then exited the premises precipitously. I could hear her commentary as she wended her way back to the living room: “What is she doing? She NEVER does this. Why is she in bed again? Who is going to play with me once you leave? What is going on here, anyway?” and Jim’s calming response, “Shut up, Mallory. Everything’s fine. Here’s a paper ball.”
When I finally arose, I found ample evidence that she was able to find plenty to play with while I was sleeping. Don’t ask. Nothing was broken, only displaced. And at 8 a.m., she decided that I was finished with that stupid sleeping activity, and began rattling the mini blinds on the window approximately one nanometer away from my head, batting the blind adjustment strings, thumping around behind the headboard of the bed and making little “What have we here? My, my, isn’t THIS interesting!” comments. Since I was pretty sure the next thing I would hear was my earring tree hitting the floor, I decided to get up.
That was completely satisfactory. Once I was awake, she proceeded to ignore me thoroughly in favor of the window shelf we placed in the dining room to facilitate her Bird Channel watching activities on the CaTV. Why she could not do this while I was blissfully sleeping is beyond me.
I have reached the stage of production of my new placemats where I had to cut and sew together the binding strips for the outside edge. This turned out to be a most fascinating process, and anyone who thinks that long strips of fabric being pressed and trimmed are not specifically designed to be kitten amusement devices is just totally unenlightened. She also thinks that the sewing on process is equally fun, and I have to admit that I don’t really discourage her. It is easiest for me if the strip of fabric rests under my feet while I am doing the sewing-on part, and her little pounces and rolls delight her, don’t hurt the fabric strip, don’t really keep me from doing what I want to do, and so I let her play.
She already thinks that hand sewing is ever so wonderful, what with the shiny needle, the looping thread, and the enchanting hand motions it involves. I can only imagine how much fun she would think knitting or crocheting is.
So, it is a lovely day out there, if slightly grey. Jim is at work and I believe I shall alleviate Ruby’s concern as to whether or not her walk is going to occur early or late today.