Tonight started out calm enough, with my host and I planning to do the usual, a veggie stir-fry and old episodes of some TV show. Then Gene the Machine reminded us that it was time to harvest the honey again, from the angry hive, the one that was the source of our swarm during failed honey harvest attempt #1. The bees proved to be no less angry in the dark and started to swarn again. However, unlike me, Gene the Machine was undeterred and proceeded to harvest about 15 pounds of honey. While this was going on, mind you it's pitch black, a male lion started to roar, too close for our liking. This continued, but my host felt safe because no lion is going to attack someone who has a swarm of bees around him, the logic went. Good thinking. All the while, a wildfire was quietly brewing on the hill, and as I type my host and Gene have gon in the land rover to figure out if the fire is something we need to "worry" about. I will admit, I'm a little worried about that wildfire. The whole hill is glowing, and I'm no southern Cali girl -- we don't have wildfires in upstate!
Update - host is starting a break fire to stop the first from burning the house. Oy.
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