Spring Contest!

[wvducklady]

I would love to raise honeybees! That's awesome! Does he make honey?

Yes, he makes honey! He has had honey bees since I was around 5 and I am now 26. He does not wear the bee suit or gloves anymore. He wears the bee hat only when he mows. The honey is so delicious and pure!
A small Swarm of his honey bees:

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[44shooter]

Thanks for the great service

 

[therussellv]

Ahh, the singing of birds in the morning, makes me want to load my shotgun...

Last stinky October 15, 2013

 

[kathi17]

It's 16 degrees out, I'm watching the snow fall. I'm dreaming of spring, and enjoying everyone's spring pictures!

 

[therussellv]

9 am and already warm

Last stinky October 15, 2013

 

[rbeckys8]

our birds have been out all year!!!!

 

[dolphins35]

Good Morning Everyone!

 

[jj2]

1

 

[wvducklady]

I cannot wait for Spring! I know that it is just an inch from reaching distance! It is the same feeling when you are trying to remember something and you feel like it is right on the end of your tongue! I want Spring!!

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[jj2]

2

 

[rbeckys8]

it's a good time to go camping too!!!

 

[carrielsal]

It's been just an absolutely gorgeous day in Texas!

 

[therussellv]

it's a good time to go camping too!!!

Got a campout planned for next weekend

Last stinky October 15, 2013

 

[kathi17]

The sun is out and it's supposed to get up into the high 20's today, it was 6 degrees when I got up. Still enjoying all your spring pictures, and hoping that spring will soon come to Maine!

 

[~Sue~Feb2012]

Spring will be here soon!

 

[liblue1]

#1
Spring Song
from Act V, Scene 2 of Love’s Labors Lost by William Shakespeare (1598)

When daisies pied, and violets blue,
And lady-smocks all silver-white,
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men, for thus sings he:
“Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo!” O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear.

When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,
And merry larks are ploughmen’s clocks,
When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,
And maidens bleach their summer smocks,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men, for thus sings he:
“Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo!” O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear.

 

[Lynzy]

#1

 

[~Sue~Feb2012]

ahhh Spring
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[Lynzy]

#2

 

[analogbgone]