Honey, Honey,

or hunny, hunny . . . as Pooh would say. We finally had a successful year with our two hives. I should say Bryan's two hives. After all, he is the one who does all of the work. We learned a lot while extracting the honey. It was a long and very sticky job, but the reward was well worth it. We ended up with 9 gallons of raw honey.
Oh, Sara ran across all of the "soccer stuff" that she has inherited from the Hall girls. On this particular day she insisted on dressing up and kicking the ball around the yard. She will finally be old enough to play this spring and can't wait. I just wonder if she will participate? It is likely she will be the kid out on the field that is in Lala Land. We'll see.