Bethany and I cleaned out the hive area, getting rid of garbage, piles of dirt, a safety cone, tin cans, and a few abandoned frames. We found a tiny broom behind one of the planter boxes and basically wore those old bristles down to the handle. We pulled all the old vines off the trellis and chicken wire and pulled together a list of what else needed to be done.
We needed to find a gardener for the two surrounding raised garden beds, replace alf the trellis that had blown off, collect the scattered cork for our water source, and repair the rotting wood on the flower beds.
Next, we needed to collect 2 x4s and cinder blocks to build the hive stand, get paint for the hives, and actually get the hive supplies.
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Tammy writes about unabridged life, fragmented faith, and investing in the mess. She is founder and curator of The Mudroom, a collaborative blog encouraging women to speak truth, love hard, and enter in with each other and co-founder of Deeply Rooted, a biannual worship and teaching gathering for women. Tammy is a member of Redbud Writers Guild, writing blog posts, personal essays, flash memoir, poetry, and even preaches sometimes. She lives in an intentional Christian community in Chicago with her husband, Mike and daughter, Phoenix. She has a poem included in the recently published book Everbloom: Stories of Deeply Rooted and Transformed Lives.