I didn’t want to go to work this morning. (And I love my job) 🙂
I wanted to stay home and putter.
The apple trees are simply loaded with flowers…
The honey bees are scheduled to be split this morning. (I found a local bee keeper who was willing to come by and see if they’re ready to be split into two hives.) He has 40 years experience…This is my 3rd season…even that is hard to believe. Wow,
He’s supposed to be here at 9 AM.
Let’s hope he is a good mentor
Sure looks like a queen cell to me 🙂 (That little peanut shaped thing sticking out from the bottom of that frame).
And..well, it’s morel mushroom season again. Two weeks of serendipitous discoveries. 🙂
Grey morel mushrooms on the edge of the windbreak.
And in the garden, I’m experimenting with a combination/ square foot gardening/ heavy mulch (think Ruth Stout) layout, with wood chips covering everything this growing season. I do have (6) 4 ft by 12 ft long wooden boxed beds, but the level of the soil in the bed is the same as the walkways. The problem with raised beds is that the water leaches out, so a lot more time is spent watering.
Simple is better.
2019 garden layout.
Doubling the size this year with three more 12 ft by 16 ft beds. Still need to put wood chips over the cardboard. I do this to smother the grass. Next Spring this will be ready to plant. No tilling, no weeding, no watering, and the earth worm count will be off the chart. I have 6 to 12 inches of black Iowa top soil I am planting into. There used to be 3 feet of topsoil, but now it’s measured in inches. Much of it (Iowa topsoil) has wound up in the Gulf of Mexico, and it’s sterile.
One quick story.
Last week after work, while I was hunting morel’s in the orchard, something caught my attention. The tree was humming…. I’m not joking, it was literally alive with noise…the noise of dozens of honey bees (our bees) moving quickly from one flower to the next.
What a joy.
Several of them were caked with yellow pollen:
Photo by Google
Couple of years ago now, I gave a link to my farming blog to a friend of a friend who ran a CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) on the East coast. Since she had been gardening on a much bigger scale, and for a lot longer than I, I was genuinely interested in getting her input..
Condescending and impatient.
I had an equally disappointing relationship with a local bee keeper the first season I had bees. Nice guy, big heart, but that is as far as it went. He wasn’t verbal, I got this sense he was making things up as he went. 🙂 (turned out he was)
A mentor is a teacher. Someone willing to pass on to another person their practical wisdom in an area of life.
Have you ever been mentored?
Have any stories to tell?
Anything else on your mind?
Take care. DM