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Wilburina....that's good! :D

It's always preferable to let nearby creatures live in peace to see how it goes.
'Most' of the time there are no actual problems.

Most people are shocked that I have two garden chairs set up right next to my two honeybee hives. But then they see that you can just sit right there next to the entrances to the side a bit, and watch the thousands of bees coming and going, bringing in pollen, doing their thing and just not interested in the clumsy giants sitting nearby. I love sitting and being inside the Hum Cloud...it's like being inside a circle of monks doing their OM chant. :) Very therapeutic, like meditation.
Plus, it always smells like beeswax just being near the hives. I love that sometimes my hair smells like a campfire from my smoker when I work the bees, and other times my hair smells like beeswax.

I watered my entire front and back yards--perennials and veggies--with fish emulsion, and my whole corner smells like a stagnant bay. But my plants sure are perky.

I had like 2 hours of sleep last night and I feel like s***. The mocha at the bike shop yesterday sent my already hyper stomach into overdrive. Ugh.
I am sitting here in my running clothes and trying to make myself go out, even for a walk. Then, later, I am volunteering at the farmer's market in the next town, giving out discount coupons to people who arrive by bike (it's the first day of the market this year). I am planning to ride there, and hoping no t-storms come up for my ride home. I don't want to take the car, it's only 8 miles away!
I got through one chapter of my "Clinical Treatment for Addictions" text and that made me start to fall asleep :).
I think I am a bit nervous about the upcoming wedding reception...

I've just returned from 5 days in Missouri and Arkansas to attend my Grandmother's funeral. She was 98, living alone until a couple years ago. She got to stay in her home until the end as she wanted, with the support of an excellent care-giver and a hospice system. I was honored to serve as a pall-bearer at her funeral. She will be missed but always remembered fondly.

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Originally Posted by DebW

I've just returned from 5 days in Missouri and Arkansas to attend my Grandmother's funeral. She was 98, living alone until a couple years ago. She got to stay in her home until the end as she wanted, with the support of an excellent care-giver and a hospice system. I was honored to serve as a pall-bearer at her funeral. She will be missed but always remembered fondly.

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Sorry to hear of your grandmother's passing. Sounds as though she lived a LONG, healthy life to have made it to 98 years old and living alone at that (for the most part) and in the comfort of her own home. If we can all be as fortunate ...

Relish the memories of her.

Condolences about your grandmother, Deb. Most people our age don't have their grandparents still around, so she sounds amazing. The last of my grandparents died in 1997 and she was 92.
Yesterday I met one of the "older" members of the group I ride with. Two or three years ago I went on a ride he lead, when he was 85. He is now 88 and still riding, but according to him, "not so good on the hills now." :eek:

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Originally Posted by tulip

I watered my entire front and back yards--perennials and veggies--with fish emulsion, and my whole corner smells like a stagnant bay. But my plants sure are perky.

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I'm planning to do that later this week ... right before I go out of town!

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The last of my grandparents died in 1997 and she was 92.

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My granny was in her 90's and lived on her own until her death. I really regret not asking her more questions about her life but I was young, self-absorbed, and just plain stupid.

All of my grandparents lived on their own until they died (3 were in their 90's). Well, my mom's parents lived with my aunt, but my grandfather was still working until the day he died, at age 91... his colleagues were waiting for him to go, so they could steal his accounts! Not kidding here, he told me this. He sold scrap metal and was the most financially successful he had ever been.
Zen, my kids "interviewed" my grandmother, when she was about 85. We have it on video. Although she was born in the US, she talked all about how her dad escaped from Russia, the czar's army, etc.
My dad is still going strong at 85, though I can't get him to stop smoking!

Deb, so sorry for your loss.

Thanks for the condolences. Oddly enough, after the funeral I heard lots of family stories that my Grandmother never told, like how she almost died of a miscarriage, how her father killed a man in a pool hall and later shot himself, some inherited schizophrenia in at least 4 generations of the family (not my branch, luckily).

Deb, so sorry for your loss. The family stories are often fascinating.

Pam

Deb, I'm sorry for your loss.

My grandmother lived to be 100. Her father shot a man, too, for stealing a hog. When he appeared before the judge, the judge let him go, because my great grandfather had 9 kids and the man was stealing their livelihood.

It was a different time.

Karen

Yea, I found out lots of weird things about my family. One of my great grandfathers was the first Jewish policeman in Massachusetts. He was sent to quell the riots in Lawrence, MA (a big union-management thing, I think it's called the Bread and Roses riot) in the early 1900s, got his head bashed in, and never was the same after that. He died when I was 2, so I have no memory of him. One of my grandmothers grew up on a potato farm on Long Island; I found that out at her funeral and was shocked, because I only knew her as a very snobby fashionista, who still looked perfect when she died at age 91. Oh and the great grandfather who escaped from Russia, rubbed soap in his eyes, to get out of the Czar's army. It gave him permanent cataracts. My grandfather who worked until the day he died was a football and track star at Boston University in the 1920s. I didn't find out that he went to law school and never practiced because he flunked the bar due his poor handwriting until I was in my twenties. He refused to take the test again. I think I found out when he got invited to attend his 50th class reunion to get an honorary PhD!

I have a job interview with another hospital next Fri. Right after 3 double shifts in a row on t/w/th. Anyone have any thoughts on how to look bright and fresh at 7am, without caffeine, after working from 8-midnight for three days? I'll take all sane suggestions. :)