|The purse! ish.|
Indian Pipe. So many mysteries! Here's one: I received another mysterious package, this one with a honey bee theme, a sweet but anonymous note, a small china hutch, and 5 tiny beer cans that seem denser than most substances on this
Let me know your theories, Kalmia. We'll put on our gloves and get out the bunson burners and Erlenmeyer flasks and start researching!
Columbine. Here's another mystery: I found a long strip of bark in the garbage can right in the middle of town. Who does that? As I was searching the can for clues, a neighbor walked up; I think he assumed I was looking for a new wardrobe or something, but nope. I went in to the flower shop to see if the proprietor had seen anything suspicious, but nope.
It's a rainy day here, which is good because it will give my bees a chance to be housebound with their new queen and see if they can grow to love her. I'm not supposed to look in there for a bit but I like to imagine that they're in there, a bit restless, playing monopoly and eating crackers with their little tiny bee mouths. Maybe building a fort.
I guess that's it.