Hello world 🖐️

hello from Bitcoin Ekasi

"The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.” — John Muir

This is the way.

Damn, that last one was good! I went looking for my music app to see what it could be and laughed when I realized I was still listening to your set! 👏👏👏

Ok.. another 50 mins going.. I just can't stop!

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My girls always ask ‘how many hugs did you get today?’

😂

It's weird how they keep raising rates yet keep losing my mail.

It was... Bugle time!

#OHHunting #Hunting #WildGame

It was a leg day 👟

#trainingday #legsfeedthewolves

#OHHunting #Hunting #wildgame

#nostr

I’m burning the candle at both ends. 🆘

My dad has bees. Today I went to his house and he showed me all of the honey he had gotten from the hives. He took the lid off of a 5 gallon bucket full of honey and on top of the honey there were 3 little bees, struggling. They were covered in sticky honey and drowning. I asked him if we could help them and he said he was sure they wouldn't survive. Casualties of honey collection I suppose.

I asked him again if we could at least get them out and kill them quickly, after all he was the one who taught me to put a suffering animal (or bug) out of its misery. He finally conceded and scooped the bees out of the bucket. He put them in an empty Chobani yogurt container and put the plastic container outside.

Because he had disrupted the hive with the earlier honey collection, there were bees flying all over outside.

We put the 3 little bees in the container on a bench and left them to their fate. My dad called me out a little while later to show me what was happening. These three little bees were surrounded by their sisters (all of the bees are females) and they were cleaning the sticky nearly dead bees, helping them to get all of the honey off of their bodies. We came back a short time later and there was only one little bee left in the container. She was still being tended to by her sisters.

When it was time for me to leave we checked one last time and all three of the bees had been cleaned off enough to fly away and the container was empty.

Those three little bees lived because they were surrounded by family and friends who would not give up on them, sisters who refused to let them drown in their own stickiness and resolved to help until the last little bee could be set free.

Bee Sisters. Bee Family. Bee Community.

We could all learn a thing or two from these bees.

Bee kind always.

anonymous

Big surprise today!

Warren Buttfarts