More apocalypse, less angst
I’m hoping that this activity around the mouth of my top-bar hive on Sunday means that my bees are settling in and doing what they are supposed to be doing in there. I’m nervous at the moment – it’s pretty cold still and I’m… Continue Reading “Sunday Bees.”
Went to Lummi Island in Washington State overnight. A full report on the fabulousness of that journey tomorrow. Lummi Island on Dwellable
At work a few weeks ago the following note was posted in our shared kitchen: Yesterday, someone took it down and replaced it with this: More direct, less passive aggression. Which wins?
Sometimes it feels like my life is simply about sitting in meetings where people tell me what to do. At work, in the union, in my community organizations – the world is full of bosses who have great ideas and just need the bodies… Continue Reading “Ending another day of meetings.”
A huge windstorm is expected to hit the city this morning and has already waylaid ferries on the strait and elsewhere. All calm in the city as I walk to the bus stop, but the roosting crows above seem a tad nervous.