Thirteen

Happy Birthday to our two girls! Mary and ZuZu haven been part of our family for thirteen years this month and we pray they will be with us for many more. Both have brought so much happiness into our lives and, in their individuals ways, have taught us about love, forgiveness, acceptance and what it means to be family. The Cat Farm wouldn't be the same without them and neither would we. We love you sissies!



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Mother's Day Prayer


"I believe we move and have our being in the presence of heavenly messengers and of heavenly  beings. We are not separate from them...We are closely related to our kindred, to our ancestors...who have preceded us into the spirit world. We can not forget them; we do not cease to love them; we always hold them in our hearts, in memory and thus we are associated and united to them by ties that we can not break...If this is the case with us in our finite condition, surrounded by our mortal weaknesses,...how much more certain it is...to believe that those who have been faithful, who have gone beyond...can see us better than we can see them; that they know us better than we know them...We live in their presence, they see us, they are solicitous for our welfare, they love us now more than ever. For now they see the dangers that beset us;...their love for us and their desire for our well being must be greater than that which we feel for ourselves." - President Joseph F. Smith

I pray this is true today and always. I love you Mom. Happy Mother's Day!

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Boo and Bees

As many of my friends already know, my adventures in beekeeping have begun. In February I joined the BBA where I met other beekeepers in the area. During the first meeting, I was introduced to several wonderful people who offered to be my mentor.
I decided to check out some hives of an old acquaintance a little over a month ago. Although the gentleman was very kind in taking time to show me his hives, he failed to equip me with a veil or suit to prevent stings. While checking out one hive I accidentally walked in the bees' flight path. This was my first mistake. My second was shampooing my hair with tea tree shampoo. I was under the impression tea tree shampoo repelled bees. This is false. Before I knew what was happening I had bees crawling through my hair and buzzing in my ears. Without thinking I swatted at a bee that landed on my nose and ended up with a nasty sting right on the bridge, between my nostrils. For those who have not experienced the pleasure of having a bee sting you on the nose please allow me to explain what happens as a result. My nose immediately gushed snot and tears streamed down my eyes. I couldn't stop it. While I diligently dabbed at my nose and eyes, my host grabbed at the bees swarming in my hair crunching them in his hands. The buzzing noise was replaced by a crunching noise as bees "met their maker" in my locks. Couple this with pain and the sensation that your nose is swelling and you have an idea of what I was experiencing.
Call me crazy, but a week later I decided to try again. I accompanied another gentleman to a farm located a short distance from our own to observe and assist with the installation of twenty hives. This time, thankfully, I wore a suit, veil and gloves while working with the bees. I have to admit, it can be very intimidating working in a bee yard surrounded by thousands of bees. In order to remain calm I concentrated on each task. Remove brick. Remove hive lid. Remove frames. Spray bee package with sugar water to calm them. Uncork queen cage. Place in the bottom of the hive. Etc. Soon the buzzing of the bees fades to a pleasant background noise.
After observing the installation of nineteen hives, I was able to install one hive all by myself! I am happy to report I didn't make any serious mistakes and the hive seems to be thriving. I was so thrilled with my work I asked my mentor to take a photo of me beside the hive.
After this photo was taken I got my second bee sting while removing my gear. A bee stung me on the palm of my left hand. A word to the wise, if a bee ever stings you do not attempt to remove the stinger with your fingers. Instead take a knife and scrape it across the stinger. I had no idea this was the protocol for removing bee stingers. So, I attempted to remove it with my fingers and Voila! I ended up with the venom sack in my palm. I don't know what is worse, being stung on the nose or the palm. I could barely make a fist for two days.
Last week we returned to the bee yard to check the hives. Although a few had some problems most of them seemed to be doing alright. I was able to see pollen, nectar, larvae and brood in the cells. I also saw a queen lay an egg. It was really cool! And, I didn't get stung! The key, I believe, is waiting until you are far removed from the bee yard before removing your gear.
I am not certain when I will return to the bee yard but I am hoping it will be sometime this week. Either way, this aspiring apiarist hopes to remain sting-free for the rest of bee season.

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You Ain't Alone-'Bama Shakes

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Spring...

arrived early to the Bluegrass this year. Following a mild winter, an answer to prayers, Kentucky experienced unseasonably warm temperatures for this time of year. Winter normally stretches its icy fingers into March but not this year! One week snow and ice blanketed the ground followed by a week of sunshine and blue skies.
Spring brings many things to mind...Easter, rain showers, cleaning the house after a long and dreary winter, cooking out, laying out, starting a garden and flowers! Growing up each Spring I accompanied my Mom to Wal-Mart or a local nursery to pick out flowers to plant in the decorative cement flower pots we kept on the front porch of our modest Ranch house. My Mom rarely deviated from the red geranium and white impatient flowers she felt complimented our red brick home. Since that time, I have tried to honor her tradition by planting flowers of my own. Although my Mother seemed wed to a geranium/impatient combo I am not. I love flowers of all shades and types. I enjoy selecting different types of flowers each year to plant in our pots. Some combinations are better than others. Some flowers last longer than others. However, I enjoy the act of selecting, purchasing, planting and caring for the flowers all the same.
Instead of going to a nursery, like I did last year, I decided to check the flower selection at Wal-Mart. I am so glad I did! Standing next to the most beautiful flowers in the lot was a lovely elderly lady. She seemed friendly, so I started a conversation with her about the flowers she was looking at. I confessed my knowledge of flowers was limited and wondered if she could offer her opinion on the matter. Not only did she help me choose the prettiest flowers she also showed me how I should arrange them in the planters. I introduced myself, asked her name and thanked her for her help.
I saw her again as I was checking out and told the cashier of my experience. She said Dorothy came in the store all the time and knew her stuff. Before reaching the car, two individuals commented on how lovely my flowers were. I have Dorothy to thank for that.
My parents used to chide me about talking to strangers and I always try to exercise caution when doing so. However, I have found there are many people in the world who know a lot more about certain things than I ever will. Dorothy, due to age, experience and interest, knows a lot more about flowers than I do. I knew she could help me and I needed help. However, I didn't realize how much my asking for her help would help her. I thanked her for helping me but she thanked me for the opportunity to do so. I could tell it meant a lot to her that I sought her guidance. Both of my grandmothers have passed but, I believe, when I need a grandma or a mother or an aunt or a positive adult influence in my life it will be provided, if I am receptive. What could have been an uneventful trip to Wal-Mart turned into a lovely encounter with a temporary grandmother whose kindness and guidance made me feel loved and less alone. A tender mercy, if you will, from a loving Heavenly Father who knows how much small experiences, like this one, mean to me. Thank God for Dorothy, thank God for Spring and thank God for beautiful flowers!


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Dear Mom-



I know how much you loved this song. I love it too. I'd like to think one day we'll chase the same rainbow's end. Until then, I miss you my huckleberry friend.

Love you forever-
Sissy

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Erasure

Labor Day weekend I met Joshie and Lauren in Atlanta for the Erasure concert at Center Stage. Before the show we grabbed dinner at the Vortex. If you enjoy a good burger in a place with

great atmosphere visit the Vortex! Trust me, you won't regret it.

We arrived early and were able to be up front the entire show. Josh and Lauren even touched Andy Bell, Erasure's lead vocalist, who began the show wearing a helmet and red blazer.

Keeping with tradition Andy shed his helmet and red jacket bearing his buff arms for the crowd.


Vince Clarke has been touring with Andy Bell for ages. Clarke plays guitar but has also authored many of the lyrics for Erasure's hits.
Although Erasure played a majority of the songs from their new album, "Tomorrow's World," they also played many of their classics, which made the entire evening worthwhile. That, and spending the evening making memories with family. Love you Harry!







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