The Coconut Chronicles

IMG_4346This handsome 2 year old fella is Coconut or One-Eyed Jack or Cokie or Coconutty. He belongs to Mary Claire and Tyler. They have their house up for sale and asked if we would take care of sweet orange kitty cat until they get their house sold.

Of course we would! What fun!IMG_3993Now this is Lilly. She is our 12 year old beautiful girl.

Any way, she is queen of the house. If you have this completely understood then things go just fine. First thing in the morning, her bowl must be filled. No really… don’t make coffee, don’t feed Sam, don’t even think about going to get the newspaper…immediately! Or else she will carry on and on until you do. Ask Superman.

One weekend I was away and Superman was in charge. Lilly started in on him about her empty bowl. Well, Superman is NOT going to take orders from a cat, no way. So he proceeded to make coffee, put a bagel in the toaster and mill around a bit. Meanwhile Lilly is doing her best to let him know that this was not acceptable. Finally he had enough. He put some kibble in her bowl, then went to get the newspaper at the end of the driveway. (I’m sure he was calling my sweet girl some awful names as he shut the door.) He came back to…(hee hee…I’m sorry, but this ALWAYS cracks me up) to Lilly having pooped in her bowl!!! She has never missed her litter box. I mean NEVER! And here she aimed to show him who was boss. I got a call within a minute from him saying “YOU WON’T BELIEVE WHAT YOUR CAT DID!!!”

To this day, I get the biggest laugh remembering this story.IMG_1844So, now back to Coconut. He is pretty much opposite of Lilly. Where she will spend the majority of her day on Thomas’ bed sleeping, Coconut is exploring and getting into mischief.IMG_4422

For instance, he eats Sam, our dog’s, food.IMG_1850He eats Lilly’s food. Look at her. She’s like “Hey! What the heck!?! Why is my bowl empty?!”

Now maybe this wouldn’t be so bad for any other cat, but his mommy and daddy were very adamant about Cokie getting a quarter cup of food in the morning and a quarter of food in the evening. Superman and I want to show Mary Claire and Tyler that we can be trusted with their precious babies, both the 4 legged kind and 2 legged, whenever that time may come. (Now I’m not pushing the grandkid idea at all. NO way! Not me.) We want to follow the way they choose to raise their youngin’s. You say 1/4 cup, then by golly, he will get a 1/4 cup.IMG_4368Let’s just say that with this 1/4 cup situation this kitty gets very hungry at dinner time. One evening I was watching a movie in the basement. He came down meowing to let me know it was time to be fed. I told him he would have to wait until the movie finished. Unlike Lilly, he waited patiently. He climbed in my lap and we snuggled a bit.IMG_4369And he busied himself by exploring under the couch. (yes, that’s dust and an old kleenex).IMG_1846He likes to come down to my craft room and play around.

When the men came to install my cooktop, they asked me if I had a roof cat.

“Huh? A roof cat?”

“Yes, m’am. We hear a cat meowing up high, like on the roof… You know my cousin had a cat that would climb up top of his roof.”

“Hang on, let me see.”

I went upstairs to Thomas’ attic space and sure enough when I opened the door, out came an orange kitty.

After his belly is full of kibble and he’s had a good nap, his greatest game is to annoy Lilly. Now Queen L is not really keen on this idea. He will chase her up and down the stairs. Here he is practicing his hunting skills. Needless to say, there is a whole lot of hissing and fussing going on. Many times, one of us will have to put him in time out, which is in Mary Claire’s bedroom with the door shut. Poor old Lilly.IMG_1849Not only have we come home to an orange cat on the kitchen table, but he has the nerve to walk all over our counters too! I asked Mary Claire about this behavior and she says he most definitely is not allowed to do that. I told her what I say and do, and she said I needed to put in a higher octave in order to mimic her disciplinary actions. And say something like “KA-KA-KA!!!” and clap real loud…. Okie dokie, next time.

Here is Lilly trying to get away from the little pesky boy by sitting on top of book case in the den. But even there you see him messing with her through the bars. In the last picture, she is looking at me like “Do you see him? Do you see him bothering me?” As Coconut sits back cleaning his paws because he just got Lilly cooties.IMG_4388What I find funny is that everyone was so afraid that Sam was going to be the problem. People had the NERVE to call her the Black Beast. What!?!IMG_4389Sam loves kitties. She is quite misunderstood.IMG_4390All she wants is a good sniff!

Every day has been an adventure with him. He knocked some glass vase off the counter, shattering it to pieces; he’s hidden himself so well that it took me a couple of times around the house to find him. He was under Adam’s bed behind a box and some stinky socks. Coconutty is such a boy.IMG_1848

I was playing with him the other day on the bed with one of those fabric-on-a-stick kitty toys. He wrestled that thing into knots. Then all of a sudden he hopped off the bed. I looked for him and found him, completely inside the toilet! I didn’t realize that in the few weeks he has been with us, he’s been drinking out of there.  He was sitting in an empty toilet bowl. Forget that he has a bowl of water by his food or a bowl of water by Sam’s bowl or EVEN the bowl beside Lilly’s food! He likes toilet water. Lilly would never lower herself to such fraternity/pub style drinking. Bless it. I flushed for him. He now has a fresh clean bowl to quench his thirst.IMG_4428Finally, today I woke up and went upstairs to feed this boy his 1/4 cup of food, but he wasn’t around, which is surprising. As soon as he hears a bag rustling, he comes running. I shrugged and went downstairs to find him. I looked in every room, calling his name. I went outside and asked Superman if he had seen Coconut this morning, but he hadn’t. We came back inside to look again. All of a sudden Superman sees Lilly sitting at the kitchen window that reaches to the floor. She is cocking her head back and forth. You could almost read her mind: “Why are you out there?” Sure enough Superman looks and there is that rascal doing an army crawl with his ears laid back. Superman opened the door and in flew Coconut! The question is “How did he get out there?” He was inside when I went to bed. Superman saw him last night. Thomas was the last to come in and he for whatever reason kept going in and out the door when he got home. We think he was outside all night long. oops! He’s fine now. He’s been sleeping under this bed all day long.

I look forward to sharing more Coconut Adventures with you.

Well, thanks for dropping by!img_0403-32

I am a Beekeeper

Yes, you heard right, I am a beekeeper. It all started one evening when Superman and I were at a March of Dimes fundraising gala. I saw a beekeeping kit up for silent auction. I went and put our number down to begin the bidding war. Well, it turned out not to be much of a war or battle or even a tug-of-war…but we “won” the prize! (What do you call it when you have the last bid on a silent auction item? A win? A pay out???) Anyway, in addition to the tallest table lamp ever  (again we were the only bidders…hmmmm I see a trend here. Are Superman and I just so lucky or just have really bad different taste?), we were the proud owners of a bee hive kit.In all honesty, this is a perfect idea for us. Superman has been planting fruit and nut trees down at the farm for a couple of years now and the bees will be beneficial to the trees and provide us some honey!I was so excited! I started researching the best books to buy, watching videos and trying to learn all I could about keeping bees. I bought these two books to get me started, Ashley English’s, Keeping Bees and the number one selling beekeeping book on Amazon The Bee Keeper’s Bible. Oh, I did lots of reading and watching, but I was still a bit reluctant to actually take the big step of buying bees.

The following year, Superman and I went again to the March of Dimes fundraising gala and bought another bee hive kit. Everything I had read said that in order to be successful in keeping bees, you must have at least two hives (so you can compare the health of each hive) and to go to a class. I was ready. Superman said that this adventure would be all on me. Go for it. So I did. I looked online to see where I could take a local class. The Carolina Bee Company is the closest one, 45 minutes away in Travelers Rest,SC. Thomas was real excited about this bee stuff, so I signed the two of us up for the class.It was an 8 hour sit down lecture with a few breaks here and there. I found it extremely interesting. Thomas, on the other hand..zzzzzzzzz…..the entire time. Let’s just say he had a very expensive nap. The next day was the scheduled hands on outdoor class with actual bees. Unfortunately the weather made it quite iffy it was going to be held. At home, it was chilly and drizzly, so I assumed it was canceled. Nope! I check my email hours later and see it was held. Darn. 

But I didn’t let that deter me!I got the area at the farm ready for the bees. Sam and I painted the bee boxes. No, the boxes don’t have to white. I happened to have some leftover paint, so I used that. The important thing is that the boxes are sealed on the outside to protect them from weather. Also, it is important to only paint the outside and not the inside of the boxes, so the bees have an unadulterated place to build a colony and make honey. Did you know that the inside of a hive is completely sterile? The worker bees work hard to keep all debris out of the hive, including dead bees, dirt and intruders who’ve made it past the guards. Even if a small mouse were to sneak into the hive, the bees will kill it. But because it is too heavy for the bees to carry out of the hive, the bees encase it in propolis, a sticky glue like substance. The mouse will become entombed and the hive will remain sterile.We located an area that faced south to allow the bees to face the sun to keep warm even in the winter and that was sheltered by a wind break. Sam helped me and Thomas get the hive stands level. In the picture below, I have the boxes facing in opposite directions to help the bees accommodate their navigational systems. (But a few weeks later, I put them parallel to each other, so I could utilize the holes in the concrete blocks. I slipt 2 2X4’s in the holes to make a shelf where I can lay the boxes down as I check the hives without getting them dirty.  As you know, honey is pretty sticky!)The hives are ready and the flowers are blooming….Bring On The Bees!The day finally arrived for me to pick up my bees! There are thousands of bees in each box.There were a few stragglers whom I got for free! Of course within 10 seconds of signing on the dotted line, I got stung. Yeah, it hurt for just a short minute then it went away. Honey bees are not dangerous! They are actually quite friendly. It is all about respect. When I went to pick up the boxes, I inadvertently pressed a bee. He was only protecting himself from impending death by being smooshed.

Now I was going to have to drive close to an hour and a half from Travelers Rest to Gaffney with two boxes of bees in my enclosed car. I was a bit nervous. Although the bees were making quite the buzzing noise when I started the car, they calmed down when I turned up my Christian music. I made it to Gaffney just fine. But reality set in, when I discovered I didn’t have my bee veil! Oh brother! I wasn’t going to let that stop me. The bees had to be installed. 

I tucked my long pants into my wellies, put on one of Superman’s long sleeved shirts and my long leather gloves. I was covered, except for my face.  

The pictures below are from the video Superman shot while we installed the bees…VERY BLURRY. ANND…I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I AM DOING! Remember this.We got our supplies ready and started the smoker. The smoker is a tough one. It must begin hot, yet cool down enough so as not to burn the bees. We have not mastered this.Next pull out the queen cage. Yes, I am holding a whole lotta bees there! They were just encasing the queens cage. I gently brushed them off then taped her cage to the inside of one of the middle frames.This is the queen cage. Inside she hangs out with a couple of worker bees who are taking care of her. You can’t see it in this photo or the video, but the bee company marked the queen with a yellow dot so I can locate her later in the colony. The white portion of the box is called bee candy. I took a small cork out of that end of the box. The worker bees won both the outside and inside of this cage will eat away at this candy, thus allowing the queen to enter her hive.Now for the fun part. To get the bees into the hive box, I sprayed them lightly with sugar water, which makes their wings heavy to fly away. Superman was smoking away, but I’m afraid it only made them irritated because the smoker may have been too hot. 

Anyway, you take the box in both hands and firmly give it a strong knock downward. The bees will tumble out!Then you just tap tap tap the outside of the box shaking the bees in.

Remember: Superman and I have NO bee suit or veil on and there are tens of thousands of bees flying all around and buzzing in the box! Aiy, yi, yi! Time to put the frames back in. There is a sense of urgency here, because not only did I want to get out of there, (Can I be honest? I felt a little uncomfortable since I had never done this before), I wanted to put the top on to secure them in.

 (I know, I know, there is an entrance at the bottom, so they can come and go as they please, I just felt better having them all snug and tucked in.)Next I mistakenly put a super on top of the brood box. The brood box is where the queen needs to be laying her thousands of eggs a day. The super has more hanging frames for the workers to make comb and honey for themselves. By putting it on now, the queen could begin laying eggs up here. We don’t want that. (The following week, when I did my check, I took this super off.)

Here I am pouring thick sugar water into the feeding tray. Yes, the bees need to be fed! As they are building and establishing their new hive, the bees are using an incredible amount of energy. Do you see the rectangular space on the right side of the tray? It is covered with a screen. The bees can travel from the bottom box, up through that space and feed on the food, but not actually getting into the substance and drown. The sugar water seeps under that screen. We don’t need anyone getting all drunk and crazy on sugar syrup!

The last thing to do is pop the top on and wait a week. And cross your fingers you did everything rightThe bees’ traveling RV’s rest with their doors open below the hive, so the laxidasical guys can find their way home. Knowing jobs of each of the bees, I have a feeling they are the drones. There is one queen for each hive. Her job is to lay thousands of eggs every day. The worker bees are female. They forage for food and pollen, build the wax cells for eggs or to fill with honey, cap the cells with wax, fan the cells with their wings to dehydrate the moisture out of the wax, regulate the temperature of the hive to a perfect 90 degree, protect the hive from intruders, feed  and groom the queen. (You know..make the house a home, bring home the food, cook the food, clean the house, and basically manage the entire operation.) The drones are male. They are heavier and stockier than their female counterparts in the hive. So now guess what the drones only job is.  Go ahead, guess….You got it! To follow the virgin queen out of the hive and mate with her. Huh. I’ll let you absorb this information. 

Here is the link to Video of me installing the bees into the second hive. Superman is credited with the videography. Thanks Babe for being there!

With that said. Let me end this post with two thoughts. 

1. God is so amazing in his design! How can anyone think this happened because of evolution or reincarnation or hocus locus? Only the One God of the universe created life, the stars, trees, humans and bees.

2. Finally, Girls Rock! I’m just sayin…Friends if I can install all those bees without a suit, what can YOU do?!?

Thanks for dropping by! I can’t wait to take you along on this little bee keeping adventure of mine!