Tiny cukes are like boxer puppies, so cute you just want to squeeze them ’till they squeak!
Zippy and I became friends back in 2010 when he wandered into the garden with a note on his collar that said “Zippy! I Wander! Please return me to my home”. He was a kitten so I abandoned common sense and actually carried (more like fought) little guy around the block and back to his own front yard. Just as I got to his mailbox he jumped out of my arms, ran around to the back of the house and completely disappeared. I figured he was back in familiar territory so I turned and started my walk back home. Needless to say, after taking a good 20 min away from my chores to deliver him back to his home, I was less then delighted to find him back in my yard, waiting for me return from his.
I think most of you (all 3 of you) know that Chris and I are beekeepers. I like to fuss that this is actually Chris’ hobby yet I’m the one stuck wrangling 300,000 feisty Italians because he ended up working a long show instead of attending the beekeeping classes (insert breath to accommodate poor sentence construction) but in all honesty I LOVE being the queen bee of our little “ranch” (cracking the whip and making them produce MORE honey… I’m like Cruella DeVille except my coat is made of bee wings!) and I’m tickled to death with my latest role as the local “BEE LADY!!!!!” when it comes to frantic calls about swarms forming in the middle of backyard BBQ’s. The way people react to my cowboy boots and cardboard box when they’re expecting a frazzled ex-hippy in a hazmat suit with a butterfly net is pretty funny. I’m sure we’ll be catching a few swarms this summer so I’ll keep you posted on the fun.
Funny story, Chris and I are beekeepers …something I never would have guessed would be a part of my life but now, mixed into my love for sushi and rap, I don a bee bonnet and do my best to wrangle 200,000 feisty Italian females and encourage them to work their stingers off so that I can enjoy a little honey on my toast.
We call our urban farm “Todos Ranch” and this was our first batch of honey. Not only did our first year yield 5 gallons but we won a Blue Ribbon AND a Red Ribbon at The 2011 Boulder County Fair – yea girls!