It was never going to happen. Let’s face it – EVERY day in October? I would bore myself!
But yesterday’s “no post” was not intentional. It started with Kambarang, and bees in the Shed.
The traditional custodians of the land where I was born and still live have different names for our Seasons than those transposed by Northern Hemisphere migrants. Previously, I have written of our missing “Spring”. And then I checked the “Noongar calendar”…
October. Kambarang. Flowers – both wild and cultivated in our yard. Everywhere – right on time!
And with flowers – bees! Up the back corner near the washing line, where the Grevilleas are flowered up to the max, pegging out the washing these days is accompanied by loud humming (not mine).
So – yesterday, the sun was shining, the day was warm. I set up my table in the Shed to tackle those Uni assignments, opened the windows to soak up warmth of the day, and in flew bees. I had to help them find their way out again. And again. And again.
When I packed up,a lone bee was lingering. I left a window open as an escape hatch for him. As I unpegged the washing off the line, I saw the bee leave the Shed.
I seized the moment to shut the Shed window. Unfortunately, my plan of leaving obstacles in that garden patch to stop Pete the Supervisor from trampling the growing herbs, backfired. Admitted – it’s a bit of a mess…
I have no idea exactly how, but… end result… me planted on hands and knees in the dirt – we sat for 7 hours in the local hospital Emergency Department (until 3.45am!!) to be told I have broken my toe, and luckily have no breaks in my bruised shins and hand! I have this funky shoe to wear for the next 6 weeks! Or not…
Well, that’s my excuse for yesterday, and my post for today.
I’m thinking sourdough for tomorrow but we’ll see how the wind blows…
Happy days to you, and love your bees : )