...beeeeeeees! This weekend I got to attend a full-day beginning beekeeping crash-course, including the chance to work some real live hives. I came home on cloud nine and wanted to talk bees for the rest of the weekend. On Sunday morning the hubs and I sat in the living room over cups of coffee and discussed where our bee yard will be, if we wanted to buy or build our Langstroth hives, and how we could juggle the logistics of our typical Monday evenings so I can start attending a monthly beekeepers' association meeting.
Cloud nine, people.
Oh, other stuff happened this weekend, too, but this will definitely define the weekend for me.