Summer has now come to an end. And I’m switching to the next season. Autumn in New York…..
The Plight of the Honey Bee
” Hello Olivia. I dont know where you are physically. But if you are in the greater new york city area, give me a call. The reason why I am calling you is because a thunderstorm has knocked over a very large tree and lo and behold a very massive bee hive has been discovered. Six or so beekeepers are going to arrive at the Bronx Zoo tomorrow to put them in hives. and doing very intensive beekeeping work. Moving the bees, putting them in boxes. In some very hot and sweaty weather. The bees are in a very foul mood which may create some very good opportunities for photos. This is is a very very large bee hive, a ten foot long canoe. Its that big. Give me a buzz.”
He told me to meet them behind the giraffe house. And there I went, to discover (for the first time) the wonders of bee keeping in New York City (In a very legal way).
And by the end of the day when I heard one of the beekeepers speaking about his sticky hands, I thought to myself “C’est la BEE”, and I knew that with my very first bee pun, I was hooked.
(The Entrance, Bronx Zoo)
(The Beekeepers)
(Reminded of Holy Mountain)
(The Fallen Tree)
(Covered)
(Smoke em out)
(Tools and honey bees)
(Placement)
(A Brushing)
(Knife)
(Dripping Honey)
(Honeycomb)
(Secret)
(Pheremones, they thought it was)
(Sticky, Stuck, Yellow)
(Well….)
(In line)
(Searching for the Queen Mother in the crowd)
(Parade to the Queen that has been placed in box)
(Yellow vs. Black)
(Keeper)
(Boxes and Boxes)
(Honey Comb Above)
(Break, Uncovered)
(Beelover Expert)
Intimacy vs. Isolation
(The Return)
(Motherliness)
(Toy Piano)
(Henry, Henry)
(Hung Over)
(Clap?)
(Sass)
(A Motion)
(Quarter Life)
(The Night Before)
(Path)
Morning Swim in the Gorge
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Swimming Hole
Niagara Falls
The Outdoor Shower
Cape Cod Twice
(Afternoon Pastels)
(The Ship has Sailed)
(Blue Tape)
(Hearth)
(The Crossing)
(Ania)
(Motherliness)
(Vines)
(Obama)
(Stair Peek)
(Uneven Tan)
The Lake House
Last week someone told me that Lake Champlain was a Great Lake. I told him that was a dirty lie…but he didn’t believe me. I Wikipediad it. If you didn’t remember, they are…Superior, Michigan, Huron, Erie, Ontario. Lake Champlain, though not as grand, is pretty fantastic anyway. And if I lived here I would swim in it everyday because it’s just perfect, even when its gray. Us girls spent two nights there and hung out circa 1994, sleepover party style. (Us above in Bed)
(Morning Corners)
(Futzing around)
(Morning Swim)
(The Lake House)
(Morning Blueberry Local Beer while I cook Breakfast)
(Green Ground)
(Pink Breakfast)
(Pulling Weight)
(Perfect)
(We are raincoat type of people)
(Silhouette)
(Tea Time)
(Nothing to do)
(A lovely brushing)
(Caught)
(Tea)
(Decisions, Decisions)
(Through)
(Yelena, Yelena, Yelena)
Wild Swimming in Vermont
