Bless this union . . .

. . . of kitchen tools.

I'm also thinking I should get those Donna Hay magazines off the floor and onto the bookcase, which means I need to cull some cookbooks. A good blogging challenge in that process would be to cook something from each book and write about it. Hmmm.

You can't keep Lucy down

Another nice capture from the Sergeant. We're taking Lucy to the vet tomorrow to see if her foot is healing OK and ask whether we can get her groomed. It's awfully hot for a shaggy black dog! Jackson got his trim on June 4 but Lucy had to sit that one out.

Go, dog, go!

Jackson is very happy to have an extra set of hands around all the time now. More ball-throwing! More petting! (The Sergeant took these photos with his nice DSLR.)

Lucy is still recovering from her foot injury. After being in a splint for three weeks, she lost all her calluses on the toe pads. When the bandages came off, she promptly cut her pads open on some sharp gravel. So the morning of the wedding, I was hanging out with her at the vet. Again.

They did not charge me for that visit.

Do me a favor

I will continue to be busy for a while, merging households and pets. The bees can take of themselves though, and were kind enough to provide favors for our special day.
Here's a video of the harvest:

I got three stings on my cheek when I foolishly left my veil off too close to the hive after harvesting. The bees were a little peeved. But I was happy!

Thanks to Jen Yu for the shot of the favors and to Photographer Deb for the picture of me!

This is why ...

... I haven't been around much lately.


Many thanks to photographer Jen Yu at Use Real Butter

Up on the roof

A co-worker called Saturday and asked me to get some bees off his neighbor's house.
I tracked down Maggie, who needed bees, and off we went.

In hindsight, a bee vacuum would've been a much better option for a swarm like this. The girls were just too spread out in an awkward, high space, and we had no idea where the queen might be.

Watch and learn!

I got a small sting on my finger through the glove, and worse, one on my lip through the veil when I leaned back. I had a fat lip that night, and a fat jaw the next day. Weird! But I'm all right now.