These are bad. Maybe you can think of some better and funnier captions? If so, I'll give you a brand new TV!
(Alright, I can't promise a TV, but you'll get my respect and admiration. Way better than some dumb ol' TV, right?)
Geez, the ladies room always has a line a mile long.
Time to make like a tree...
We are daffodilly glad it's spring
You think I'm "cute" huh? Did you find the bunny parts I left on your doorstep "cute"?
Last year, both of my daughters painted a bird box for Mother's Day. The gift was very appreciated, but sadly, a little late in the year for birds to be scouting out real estate.
This year, I've been keeping my eyes peeled for nice bird family to move into one of our little pink houses (and I would dub them "the Mellencamps").
Today, I spotted a perspective buyer. A blue one.
My jaw dropped. I suddenly felt like we were less like Beaver Falls and more like Park Place. This abode was deemed worth checking out by high society. Suddenly, we were Ritzy. High class. Privileged. Oh-la-la! .
Mr. John Bluebird-Mellencamp checked out the house and then sat on a branch, mulling over the neighborhood. He might have been thinking, "lots of space, but not sure about those noisy riff-raff(i.e. chickens). And that crazy lady staring at me like I'm made of gold. Disconcerting."
Shortly thereafter, he flew away, hopefully to consult with Mrs. Bluebird-Mellencamp. Like everything else in life, it all hinges on the little lady.
Most of this week has been a miserable flashback to winter. 30's and 40's with spitting snow and bone-chilling wind. UGH. The day before my bee pickup was especially cold, and obviously, I was a bit concerned. Should I crochet tiny bee jackets? Have itty-bitty bowls of hot honey waiting? These poor little buggers were going to freeze their wiggly butts off.
So, yesterday, I went to pick up my three pounds of bees. As crazy luck would have it, spring finally decided to show up that same day. WHEW. My bees wouldn't be shivering around a microscopic trash can of flame! What a pathetic picture that would be. (Although, the tiny wittle bee jackets would be soooo cute!!)
Ahem. Anyway, here's my video. One thing I want to add: all the beekeepers helping out at the bee sale were amazingly helpful. One piece of advice they shared was I should add supplements to my sugar water, and while I sound annoyed by this in the video, I truly wasn't. I appreciate all their sage advice; after all they have been doing this for years!! So thanks Beaver Valley Beekeepers, I hope I can pay it forward someday and mentor other up and coming beekeepers.