Oh well, no playground. But we certainly were not going to let a road block stop us from fun.
It was a warm evening and Deer Creek is a big lake.
Fences only go so far...
It was time for a clothes-on impromptu swim.
|"This way guys!"|
Now the days have gotten crisp. The Fall honey awaits.
This afternoon Maizy helped me light up the smoker, banana in hand. She's a pro. I've yet to master banana-smoker multitasking.
I made it out to the hives on Crown Hill Golf Course. What a wealth of goldenrod honey! Ten years ago I used to receive a paycheck from Crown Hill.
I guess I still do... indirectly.
So we'll have this year's Fall honey at the market this weekend. Or at the very least a mix of the two. A trade secret for the beautiful lady who walked away last week wanting this year's Fall honey, "not that old stuff.": (They taste the same.)
I'm thinking October is my favorite month of the year.
At least until April rolls around.