So this past weekend, my dad and Donna went to get more bees! I must say I was disappointed I couldn't go with them. I do love running around the shop, where they sell all sorts of fun honey/bee related things - like these straws filled with flavored honey syrup or something....I don't remember what exactly it was, except that I liked it. Except the black ones. Yuck. And yes, this was part of my life growing up. I loved/love it. Kinda reminds me of a few summers ago when Harry, Natalie and Dave visited! (I was going to post a picture of Harry in the bee suit, with a beautiful blue flower....but I can't find it)

PS - And yes, my dad does sit like that. Frequently. It IS disturbing, isn't it?