Oh hell yeah! Our first honey harvest was on Thursday, where we harvested about 2 1/2 quarts of gorgeous, delectable raw honey from our Flow Hive. What a cool experience that was, and it was great to not interrupt the bees at ALL during the process. The harvesting is done in the back from frames that are completely full of honey (bees are busy plugging up the other ones), and as soon as we finished the harvest and locked the frame mechanism, they were in the newly emptied ones ready to get back to work! I put a piece of cheesecloth over the jars as they were filling (not shown) because within minutes a li’l honeybee flew over trying to get a taste and fell in and had to be rescued 🙂 Dan did a hive check before harvest as well and the brood box is full as can be, and as you can see the flow frames are filling up with honey in a hurry. We are SO stoked about this first harvest – not to mention how incredibly easy and bee-friendly it was! Flow Hives are more expensive, and this one was gifted, but when we add a second hive we already know we’ll save up for a Flow again. Next up – what do I want to make with our honey…hmmm….
It’s definitely “Year of the Rose” in our front garden! Best display of roses since I bought my house and started planting them 10+ years ago. I’ve added a few more but this year’s “nice” wet spring paid off in droves for the garden, with roses at the top.
The other flowers are pretty awesome though as well! Clockwise from top left: dahlia, Dan in the rose garden, our jasmines climbing up the deck trellis, red & white poppy, bee balm, and a TON of Shasta daisies!
This is summertime at our li’l urban homestead with our sweet old gal Ruby watching us from the deck 🙂
Oh yeah and my eyes. The good part? At today’s appointment I was released from wearing that godawful rigid plastic eye “patch” and allowed to walk 30 minutes a day. The gas bubble has shrunk to obstructing only about 20% of my vision which is great, and the doc says the scar is healing nicely. I have definitely gotten more comfortable with people putting drops in my eyes and checking the pressure with that godawful instrument – something that required valium in the past – which is a strange bonus out of all this. But no alcohol and no sex either…gee it feels just like the TWW! Fuckadoodledoo. But I’ll take what I can get, right? Hallelujah for a healing eye.