Tis the best of times and the worst of times. Ho-hum, I don't think March will ever end.
There has been one major melt followed by a half-a-foot of snow and it didn't melt, right away...probably all very normal, but very depressing. T'is time to build more bee equipment for the coming season. Lids, bottoms, supers frames a virtual smor-gus-borg for a rough carpenter.
And we pound, pound, pound, pound...bang, bang, bang, bang all the live-long day. Did some one say sun or son? They must be discussing Easter, after all it is still March..still March.
Sometimes there is just times and they will pass. Next time spring will be here.
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