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Waging War On Robber Bees

Waging War On Robber Bees

I’ve taken on the battle… I will win this war… I will… …..but whenever I feed sugar-syrup to my hives, I’ve discovered that they are almost immediately under attack from other, wild honey bees (no doubt subsequent generations from my past, absconded hive residents). However if left unchecked, an organized robber bee horde can clean out any residential bee hive very, very quickly. …….and everybody gets into a very, very bad mood……. I had a planned game strategy this week…

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Robber Bees

Robber Bees

Honey bees are inherent hoarders… Honey…….is what they like to hoard…….their own…….as well as others… They organize raids and hits on other bee hives… ………….it’s a bee-thing. *****Robber Bees Explained*****(they are so mean) The trick is to have a strong enough hive who is able to protect itself & ward off other robber bees. They need to be able to protect their own hive along with its honey stores. Otherwise there will be honey-loss along with the loss of life…

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To Fix Or Not To Fix…….

To Fix Or Not To Fix…….

  It’s never good to put off repairs… I’ve learned over the years that when you first notice something needs fixing……………………that’s the time to fix it… I have learned this… Yes, I have…   I just haven’t learned to listen to that inner voice that tells me to fix something RIGHT THEN!!! So a little while ago, I noticed that the post in the ground (that secured the PVC hose connection) had rotted. It’s an important hose.  We use it…

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Concussed & Other Safety Issues

Concussed & Other Safety Issues

      I think I’m concussed…     Although, I probably shouldn’t be the one to ask… I had Paulo check my pupils with a flashlight for weird dilations…     I refused to get stitches……………I didn’t want a patch shaved on my head…   Tools for the rural lifestyle are not the petite, delicate gardening tools you can easily find in the outdoor section of Walmart. You have to seek them out at specialty farm stores and catalogs……

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***************IT’S TEA TIME!***************

***************IT’S TEA TIME!***************

  Our Riding Club season has begun………….. Through the Jell-O-consistency humidity and the dripping, suffocating heat and the hurricane threats (at best)…………..we ride on… We’re idiots… …………equine endorphine-swilling idiots…………   …………but we ride on………… …………and it’s great.   With the advent of our Hunt season, our family’s scheduled “Tea” is just around the corner. And by “just around the corner”, by that I mean it’s five days away…   I just did a hit on our neighborhood liquor store (if…

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Shear-Bolts & Their Need (a.k.a.—A Tutorial On How To Shear A Shear-Bolt)

Shear-Bolts & Their Need (a.k.a.—A Tutorial On How To Shear A Shear-Bolt)

  Well, I blew out a shear-bolt for the first time. Easy Peasy. It won’t be my last…………..I’m quite sure… They appear to be very easy to dispatch.   Shear-bolts are handy things. Apparently so are slip-clutches……………but that’s not what we are talking about right now… This is specifically a sheared shear-bolt conversation. I was succinct in my attempts.  I popped the tractor’s clutch/engaged the PTO abruptly…………….. ……………….and Bob’s your Uncle! Bob needs to learn more about the delicacies of…

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The Fuchsia Canon & Me

The Fuchsia Canon & Me

  Still doing battle with my little, pink camera…………………………… Yep, pink……………. ………….really, really pink……………. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My little pink camera irks me so…          Grrrrrrrrrrrr……….. It’s just so perfect… And it flaunts it… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I could deal with a huge, cumbersome, galvanized-gray camera with stops and speeds and lens that require a pipe wrench to zoom in and zoom out. I would even rather have to drag around a tripod for a behemoth, manual camera-slug—–who does nothing by…

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Hog Jowls & Collard Greens

Hog Jowls & Collard Greens

Happy New Year! Hog Jowls are on sale. So are Collards. So are Black-Eyed Peas. Peas are for pennies; greens are for dollars; and cornbread is for gold. We are going to eat that Prime Rib I mentioned earlier that was on sale…………………….for clogged arteries?  Maybe gout?  Or hemochromatosis? I do think collards would go with Prime Rib.  Mashed potatoes, too. Hmmmmmmmmm, I need another vegetable. I’ve got this tuber-casserole-thing that’s frozen (the recipe has a much prettier name—–something like,…

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Riding Again (with Modifications)

Riding Again (with Modifications)

We’ve established.  I’m not proud.  I will accomplish what I have to, when I have to, and it doesn’t have to be pretty. I’ve hauled and Hunted three consecutive times now in a row.  And I am planning to again this coming Wednesday. I must have some muscles left.  I know this because whatever is left of my phantom musculature is screaming and whining………………..but that’s a good thing………………………it has to be…………..(?)  Throwing in the towel is not an option. What…

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It’s Pyro-Technic-Time!!!

It’s Pyro-Technic-Time!!!

  It’s time for Florida’s three days of cold.  I have seven cords of wood. I’m ready. I spent a day with the front-end-loader picking up and stacking firewood.  I’ve knocked off carpenter ants, red ants, worms, chameleons that aren’t chameleons (but I can’t remember what they are actually called).  I wore gloves and boots and the weather was cool-ish, so the likely-hood of highly interactive, poisonous snakes was on the low side.  But I kept my one-good-eye peeled for…

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