This is me, in the final picture of the looong process of chopping 182 pieces of firewood.
Ya see, after you chop firewood here at ye ooooold crystal springs farm you have to: load up the wood in the truck, drive all the way to the barn, unload all your wood and stack it in a nice neat pile.
This is me with my grandpa, ol' man Mike Murray. I think he is soooooo awesome, nice, ol- (Thwack!), good at making bees angry, anyway, we are putting the honey in the jars hunny.
This is a fun part. A little after this picture was taken we get to put the honey frames in to a big machine called the EXTRACTOR(dun, dun, duuun!). The extractor is a machine that spins the honey frames around in a circle super fast.
here we are packaging the honey, nothing funny about that (Awww).
This is when ol' man mike and me got to take "Marketing photos " of me and the honey.
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This is me making my bird feeder.
Oh, this is me bravely battling the Evil Cow of Doooom!















1 comment:
Mikey is a natural. He's a natural with nature. As he mentioned above, I'm very, very old and it was good to have a young whipper-snapper to help with all these man-sized projects! Without his awesome help I'd still be minding my own business with my busy bees.
Reminds me of when I was a boy and had to walk 125 miles to school -- uphill both ways, always in a blizzard while being chased by ugly grizzly bears. Wouldn't have been so bad if the bears hadn't been so darn ugly.
Next time Mikey comes to the farm we'll be draining the alligator swamp (I'll watch while he does the draining); chopping heads off of chickens so that we can experience chickens with their heads cut off; and harvesting large chunks of cow dung for our bio-mass furnace project.
It'll be a poop of a day.
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