He proudly announced, "This is my Bee's honey, and this is my 'Honey'." Allan is very happily engaged to a nice woman named Linda. Having just spent the afternoon with her, she has our stamp of approval... not that she needs it.
Allan asked me to take their picture, so he can show one to his mother when he visits her. Allan hasn't seen his mother, sister or many friends, who live in Florida, for 9 years now! With Steven basically all healed from his back surgery, the men are making a trip down to see their relatives.
Steven and Josh stealing honey from the bees. I was super glad that my camera has a decent ZOOM on it. I was far far FAR away. :)
the swarm.
Margaret (Steven's Neice, Allan's Granddaughter) -We're buds.
Steven and Josh (Margaret Finch's fiance)
Steven (aka The Astronaut)
This machine spins the honeycombs around pulling out the honey, which drips out the bottom of the machine. When it's not loaded evenly, it wobbles a LOT, so we all held it still.
Honey before it goes through a series of filters
the happy couple
the freshest honey she'll ever taste
cleaning up
buuuuzzzzzz
Allan scraping off the caps bees put on the combs to seal them shut
Linda showing Allan an empty honeycomb
Elaine helping hold the machine still.
Honey from the last batch was sitting around on the counter. This is how they package it for friends.-------------------------------
When we left Steven's house, we hung out for a little over an hour at Jim's grandma's house. We watched a little TV with her and heard about a fall she had in her backyard two weeks ago. She tripped and banged herself up pretty good. She thought at the time she may have a broken nose, but it turned out not so. She said that she was grateful for the metal rails David welded around her back porch, because they helped her to get herself back inside.
On the way home, Jim said he'd let me look in Michaels, because I wanted to check the price on something. Then over the store's loud-speaker we heard there was a Tornado warning or watch (not sure which) and that everyone had to gather at the center of the store. The lights went out, and we were all lead to the employee break room because it has no windows. There were about 25 people waiting around with my family for a half hour trying to hear the weather report on a Television over the sound of the impatient kids (not just mine). The electricity flickered on and off. When the storm passed we all went about our way.
Once I got home, my cellphone rang. Turns out, the store I work at has been flooded BADLY. Water is ankle-deep in the back of the store, were we store all our backstock, costume accessories, new merchandise, off-season costumes (Easter Bunnies/Santas) and anything else we need to stash. Also, water got on the owner's computers and all his paperwork! It was 9pm. I asked if I needed to come in and help them save stuff. Regina said all I can do is pray and that maintenance men were there working with Rick using wet vacs. Everyone needs to pray that insurance covers the losses and the wooden floor is not ruined.
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