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Bee’s sting. June 26, 2008

Filed under: Life — stoatmax @ 7:37 am
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I’m allergic to bees, no big deal. I have yet to go into anaphylactic shock even once, but when I get stung I get blood poisoning. Well, even though I’ve been really careful, a bee was sitting in the middle of the dirt, and it stung me. As soon as I stepped down, I remembered that pain, and it really hurt. I had to pull the bee out, and of course..

It stung me between the toes. I had my dad help me remove the stinger, and he then picked up a wet gob of mud, an old remedy to suck the poison from bee stings. We put it between my toes, because as the clay dries, a vaccuum sucks up all the poison. I honestly didn’t want to give myself an injection, and that was only in an anaphylactic emergency. I’m better now, and the clay-poultice took away the pain.

A possible emergency was averted today, and even after being careful I was stung. Be careful.


Nothing is as it seems… June 17, 2008

Filed under: Garden — stoatmax @ 7:48 am
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This plan was concocted due to my dad seeing a bee, or beetard(Not socially acceptable, dad) as he called it, taking pollen from a dead nasturtium bloom instead of our tomatoes. What did he do? He improvised.

We both hopes this works, and if it does,

those bees might just be smart enough to get their highschool beeED.

I can’t believe I just said that.


Another picture post! May 28, 2008

Filed under: Garden,Photography — stoatmax @ 5:46 am
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These are fun, so here it comes again!

First of all:




Bonus Pics!~ May 26, 2008

Filed under: Garden,Photography — stoatmax @ 9:32 pm
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Me and my dad took some more photos this morning, we thought we’d share with you folks 🙂

My dad’s pictures..



Garden Pictures Update!

Filed under: Garden — stoatmax @ 8:02 am
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Well, I’m at it again. The last picture post brought my pageviews up to phenomenal levels.

Some new tomato growth 🙂 It’s been growing like a weed…

And that tomato that was ripening? It’s ripe and ready to pick, but I’m saving it for something special.