All is Forgiven

Yesterday morning I was in a right grump. It was cold and raining and COLD and RAINING. I know it is bad to be in a grump about it being cold and raining with so many of you in California in a terrible drought but I was grumpy. Logic plays no part in grumpiness.  

So I jammed my legs into my clown suit and my hands led my arms in a mood through my jacket and I stomped into my boots and out I went to do chores and yell at the dogs who were too bloody cheerful for my liking.  

But then after lunch the sun came out…

and  the bees came out and are already gathering pollen from the dandelions …

and the pigs came out to graze..

and I dug the weeds for the Plonkers (your header shot) and all was forgiven.  Cold is OK if there is sun.

I was very, very happy to see the bees flying.  That is a sign that the Russian Queen is out and cracking the whip. Tomorrow if there is a sunny moment again I shall open the hive and check her tiny box and see if they have indeed eaten the marshmallow plug that is in her doorway and accepted her as their leader. 

Have a lovely day.

Your friend on the farmy

celi

PS. It has been suggested that you might like to go to the JOIN US  page (above) and leave a short message with your country of origin. Even if you do not comment often. You and I are always discussing the weather so it could be a very sweet reference page for The Fellowship.  Absolutely no obligation of course My darlinks but a very clever thought.