Friday, August 28, 2015

The End of Summer

A late summer haze makes for colorful sunrises.

Lots of green grass.  Life is good.

"Smoke" rising off the pond.

The strawberry plants we planted this spring should produce a good crop next summer.

The potato plants have dried up, leaving an abundance of beautiful spuds below ground.

After living a summer at ease, the drones (the big-eyed bees) have worn out their welcome. Their hardworking sisters are about to serve them with eviction notices.
Hit the road Jack, you can't live here anymore!

But this is my home!

Not any more.  You never did any work around here, just loafed, drank nectar and chased queens.

Soon the bum will be unceremoniously dropped into the grass outside the hive.  He will try to get back in several times and eventually run out of gas.  Soon the grass in front of the hive will be littered with the bodies of dead drones.  They are no longer needed.


  1. I must appreciate the way you have expressed your feelings through your blog!
    PPC Expert

    1. Thank you. We enjoy the place where we live and like to share it.