I was showing Triple T my spiders knees arm muscles yesterday while we were waiting for another flurry of bales to be thrown, by John down below, onto the clatter box and up into the loft of the barn where we stood ready to stack. Triple T tried to look impressed but he suffers from the condition of having to say exactly what he is thinking.
He did say an interesting observation though. He said that you don’t need big muscles, you just have to have enough muscle to carry what you need to carry well. For me that means a 50 pound bale of hay or a bag of feed or a big baby animal. For him, in the army, this means to be strong enough to carry an injured buddy, his pack and your pack, while running out of the fire zone at a crouch.
(Look at that little black chicken, he has furry legs, once again he is a gift from the chicken people and I have no idea what kind of chick he or she is but is bound for the layers flock).
I am certainly getting lean this summer. We stacked bales all morning yesterday like they were chairs in a hall. I am definitely up to speed. I can surely pull my own weight. And being fit and fast is a great feeling.
Did I tell you that I put a honey super on top of the bee hive. This super is special, it will help the bees create old fashioned round honey comb. The Old Codger put me onto it. I cannot wait. This hive is Louder and Busier than any hive I have had. And with the low stock numbers this year there are fields of good sweet clover flowers. An interesting thing is that I can work these bees without smoke. They are very gentle these Russians. They buzz about but don’t seem unduly panicked. They are no problem in the garden, preferring to keep their own counsel.
I would rather not have to smoke a hive before I work in it. It makes the whole process so much longer plus the smoke makes the bees panic and rush for the queen, and her brood, to protect them from the threat of fire. They get quite loud and frantic. Much better to just talk to the bees and work methodically and quickly. Have everything ready before you proceed. There is a lot you can learn about a hive from observation and calm work.
Another interesting fact about these army boys. Their pay is not much to write home about, but they are still docked $300 a month for their meals, whether they eat them or not. And they have to keep the grounds tidy around their barracks which is fine but there are no brooms or rakes or garden implements so they pick up the leaves with their hands. As well as the meals they have to go out and buy for their own toilet paper, of course they are not supplied with towels or blankets but the toilet paper bothers me the most. In fact they use toilet paper for barter. I can see the logic but it just seems sad to me?
I hope you have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farmy