I know it’s clean because I scrubbed it out myself. This beautiful little bird went immediately to her little perch in the sun to enjoy the rest of the evening. I left her a little black mouse to enjoy at a later time.
I know it’s clean because I scrubbed it out myself. This beautiful little bird went immediately to her little perch in the sun to enjoy the rest of the evening. I left her a little black mouse to enjoy at a later time.
East Vancouver Beekeepers. Local Honey, Local Queens
An adventure in beekeeping
Raising bees holistically in New Hampshire
Shh…germination in progress
The more I studied beekeeping, the less I knew, until, finally, I knew nothing. But, even though I knew nothing, I still had plenty to unlearn. Charles Martin Simon
Tales of an urban bee farmer
Professional Development and Homesteading in an Ever Changing World
My Life in Rescue and Reiki
A young woman and her adventures in 'the sport of kings'.
This WordPress.com site is the bee's knees
Sustainible Living and farming on a Quarter Acre
{salty wit + a sweet tooth}
four decades of organic vegetable gardening and barely a clue
Extreme Global Rescue
Abernathy's Rabbitry 
Aww, she’s so cute, and yet beautiful!