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I first met him 23 years ago after I watched his bluish head pop out of his mom after the doctor made an incision from one side of her stomach to the other. When I hear people tell how cute baby’s are, I am assuming they have never seen a fresh newborn. I will concede they are precious, but cute, no. I can’t remember a lot of the details after that until his first bowel movement. It was my misfortune that he was in the room with my wife at the time and not in the nursery. I have yet to understand how so much gooey nasty stuff can come from something so small and innocent. His diaper was not only full, but it was overflowing. For some sinister reason, the hospital only provided dry wipes which were not going to do the job of cleaning this little feller up. I kept…

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Posted by on February 10, 2016 in Uncategorized

 

Honey Bee’s


So, I thought I needed to save some honey bees from being killed out. It would be my second attempt as my first attempt failed. The first attempt was on an apartment job in 2013 where I was doing some repairs on the second story soffit off my scaffolding. I had borrowed a friends hat and veil and was going to put the bees in a hive box after I got them out of the soffitt. I climbed the scaffold and was getting ready to tear out the rotten boards when the bees decided they did not like me messing around up there. I believe I set some kind of record for a 220 lb. man descending scaffolding. One moment I was on top of the scaffold and the next I was standing on the ground looking at a young lady walking 3 dogs who had a “I can’t believe what I just saw” look on her face. I just said “betcha’ didn’t think a gray haired fat man could move that fast”. She nodded in agreement, still startled to have had me appear out of nowhere and said something to the effect of “uh uh”. Unfortunantly the bees were in the top of a cement stucco support column that would have been very expensive and somewhat dangerous to cut out and repair and the apartment owner chose to have them exterminated.
Fast forward to July 2015. A friend called and said he thought there were honey bees in a wall in his mom’s barn and wanted me to look at them. Sure enough they were honey bees. He didn’t want to kill them, but they had to go. We tried to find a beekeeper in the area to get them with no luck. I decided to build a box to put them in and contacted another friend who has some experience with honey bees. I brought the tools to remove the boards to get to the hive and some more stuff he instructed me to bring, he brought a couple hats with veils and his smoker. He showed me how to tape up around my sleeves and gloves and pants legs to keep the bees out. (Evidently it is not a good thing for a bunch of bees to get between you and your clothing.) After we removed some boards and exposed the hive, he gave me a little tutorial as he “smoked” the bees and then proceeded to cut the comb loose from the barn wall putting the honey in one container (to be fed back to the bees later) and stacked the “other” parts of the hive in the hive box I had made, separating them with sticks I had made from pine lumber to allow the bees access between the comb pieces as I did not have frames for the hive box. (which I later learned would be a big mess, but was better than letting the bee’s be poisoned.) We gently brushed the bees into a plastic container and dumped them into the hive box. I was amazed they didn’t attack us, not one sting. We finished up and went home to let them set for a couple days and give all of them a chance to enter the hive box. I would relocate them after dark in a couple of days when all the bee’s were home. I decide to stop by the next day to see how they were doing. Not good! They were all back on the barn wall, clustered where their hive once was. Evidently we did not get the queen or she chose to go back to where the hive had been (we never could identify her.) What to do as I had no “bee stuff”? I decided to go to a farm supply store called “Atwoods” and see what they had in the way of bee supplies. I bought a hat with a veil, but decided I couldn’t afford a smoker at he time. (Note: smokers ARE important, as I was about to find out.) I went back to where the bees were and had talked my wife into going with me. Just in case anything went wrong, she could at least dial 911 or get me out of their if I jumped on the hood of her vehicle. I suited up just like the day before with her helping me tape up and make sure my veil was pulled down and correct. All set. I went over to where the bees were clustered, where the day before I had gently taken hand fulls of bee’s at a time and placed them in the box. I had my brush “just like my friend the day before and I had the same plastic container. Evidently I didn’t have the touch! As I gently started sweeping the bees into the plastic container with the brush just as my friend had the day before, I noticed the bees were not acting the same. (This is when I started to realize that just maybe there was a need for a smoker after all). I got me a bunch swept in the container and found out that although they didn’t sting through the gloves I had on the day before, they could have…… because they were doing it now! I know your not supposed to kill a honey bee because it supposedly sends out some kind of pheormone scent that is a distress signal that basically tells other bees to “get em'”. But, a natural reaction to being stung is to swat the thing doing the stinging………and that was probably my worst mistake of several up the this point. I had all I could take. I dumped the bees I had in the plastic container into the hive box and proceeded to swiftly walk down the driveway until most of the bees stopped following. You could say I was making strides, high stepping, getting some younder, etc. After regaining some more nerve and composure I went back for another go around and after sweeping a few more bees into the container, I just couldn’t hang with all that was going on so I quickly dumped them in the box and put the lid on. In my mind I wanted to run screaming doing ninja antics flailing my arms and legs, but my wife was just a few feet away in her vehicle watching, so I kept my composure…..more or less and walked down the drive way again and motioned for her to follow. She made sure there weren’t any bees attached or crawling on me anywhere and I got out of my “bee stuff” and went home to nurse my wounds. The bees finally took to the hive box and are doing pretty good. I went to check on them this week as it was a warm day for Janurary and did not see any activity and I thought there should be since another hive I have were out and about. I thought they might have froze out or decided to just leave as bees are notional critters. I wasn’t suited up, but decided to look into a box I had on top of the hive where I had been feeding. Nothing. No bees feeding as usual, none stirring around. I looked in the entrance and could not see any activity. Huh? When you think a hive is empty, NEVER and I mean NEVER bang on the top with a brick!

 
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Posted by on January 20, 2016 in Country Humor, Humor, Outdoor Humor

 

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Be a positive


Ronnie's Ramblings

It seems in today’s world we as people are being separated into different classes whether it be gender, race, social status, politics, etc. No matter the class, behavior should be a common. My side, your side, his side, her side, upside, downside, inside, outside, no side. No matter the side you find yourself on, hate, bitterness and grudges will diminish the quality of your life and those around you. Spewing negativity not only pushes thoses whom you may consider advesaries away, but it also pushes those who care about you away. Who want’s to be around a cranky person? Believe me, I have my moments, especially when the aches and pains are having a field day, or things go wrong on a job, but being negative and cranky never helps, never has and never will. Life is too short to live a life this way. The decision of how we…

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Posted by on January 15, 2016 in Uncategorized

 

Be a positive


It seems in today’s world we as people are being separated into different classes whether it be gender, race, social status, politics, etc. No matter the class, behavior should be a common. My side, your side, his side, her side, upside, downside, inside, outside, no side. No matter the side you find yourself on, hate, bitterness and grudges will diminish the quality of your life and those around you. Spewing negativity not only pushes thoses whom you may consider advesaries away, but it also pushes those who care about you away. Who want’s to be around a cranky person? Believe me, I have my moments, especially when the aches and pains are having a field day, or things go wrong on a job, but being negative and cranky never helps, never has and never will. Life is too short to live a life this way. The decision of how we act and how we react is ours and we have to live with the decisions we make, good, bad or indifferent and the kicker is that our loved ones, friends, family and our children to some extent are also affected by and have to live with the decisions and actions we take, whether good or bad. Do I have anger issues…..ha! I’m not pointing fingers. Only God knows how much I fight them and at times I do let frustration take over and let anger raise it’s ugly head, but I do believe as the Bible says that you can “be angry and sin not.” Not saying that is or has always been my case, thank God for forgiveness and grace. Mostly my anger is aimed at satan, because he is the one always stirring the pot, poking the sore spots with a stick, usually using unknowing individuals such as me and you. The Bible tells us he is “the author of confusion”. Did I mention that life is too short for negativity, anger, bitterness, strife, grudges etc, just look at the lives that have been cut short in your community or adjoining communities, I know you know someone who’s life was taken unexpected. There are always bigger fish to fry, there will always be those in more dire situations than we ourselves are at any given moment. Their are people you and I know who fight and struggle daily just to survive, just hoping for some kind of normal. I have a daughter-in-law who fights a horrible disease on a daily basis (ms) and not only has to contend with a horrible disease, but also equally horrible people. Examples: one evening she was going to her pickup in her wheel chair after a college class when someone on purpose swerved and hit a mud puddle to splash water on her. Another time as she was at the train station a young boy laughed and made fun of her because she couldn’t walk and his dad laughed with him. (They happened to be black), but it was people of all races and genders who cut in front of her, impeding her ability to exit the train until a train employee stopped them and allowed her to exit. This is just an example of how our world is becoming. I plead with you, don’t add to it, don’t be one of these people, be a positive. Examine yourself, examine your life and choose to be a positive influence in your own life and those around you. It will make a diffference. You don’t have to be fake to be positive, you do not have to let people abuse, take advantage of nor run over you to be respectful and you don’t have to be mean and negative to be truthful. Anyone can be a mean mouthy bully (and my mouth can be as big as they come as my foot gets stuck in it quite often), but it takes a man or woman to show restraint and cordial respect. I am using my daughter-in-law as an example because she is a positive and at the same time to make people aware of what handicap people deal with. Yes it frustrated her to be splashed and made fun of, but she desired prayer for those people instead of retaliation (I honestly cannot say the same for me or Randon). She has fought ms from an early age, enduring more than several people should have to in a life time, missing out on things others take for granted…..such as the simple act of walking unhindered. She has had multiple operations including both shoulders from wearing them out from pushing a wheel chair and yet remains one of the most positive people I have ever met. There is more to life than strife and drama, there is peace and contentment …….somewhere. It is up to us to seek it out grab hold to it and hang on. I believe it would do us all good to spend less time seeking out the former and more time with loved ones seeking the latter. I challenge you today to be sincerly positive, not just superficial. Be positive in your daily life, in your contact with others, in your actions, in your reactions to others and situations. It is our choice to leave a negatitive legacy of bitterness, hate, strife etc. or we can leave a legacy of being positive, of speaking and doing right, choosing to uplift instead of put down, to encourage instead discourage, to be a stepping stone instead of a stumbling block. Being positive takes work, being negative is the easy way out and is man’s natural reaction.  Note: When you are not sure what road to take, always take the high road.

 
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Posted by on March 30, 2015 in Everyday life

 

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Keep Your Spiritual Guard Up.


Reminder: Remember to keep your spiritual guard up. The minute you slack off satan will increase his attack. “The Bible tells us “he goes about like a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour”. (1st Peter 5:8) A lion, with it’s loud roar likes to frighten its prey into imobility through fear, satan also with his roaring (intimidation, persecutions, fear) likes to frighten us into imobility to be too scared to do God’s work, too scared to stand up for righteousness. Like a wolf sniffing out helpless prey, satan knows when we are venuerable and weak, so stay strong in the Lord, in prayer and Gods word. Don’t let any crack develop in your Christian armor where satan can get a wedge in it and start hammering and causing seperation from God. Some of the wedges satan uses will be our thoughts and our thoughts are where our actions first begin to form. (Read that last line a few times.) By guarding our thoughts, we will be more in control of our actions, our reactions to others actions and also our negative tongues. We were meant for more, it is not enough to just hold our own, we are urged to press toward Gods mark, His high calling, to progress in our Christian walk. (Philippians 3:14) Get on the offensive for God through prayer, the study of God’s word and the spreading of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. There is great power through God that very few press themselves hard enough to tap into, myself included. God Bless

 
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Posted by on February 26, 2015 in Devotional

 

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Pondering: Time


If we had an hour glass and each grain of sand represented a minute of our lives how would we live our life? What would we do different? How urgent would life become as we watched the minutes pass through knowing we couldn’t just turn it over and start again as we do when playing a game. Would our idleness go away? Would apathy cease to exist? Would priorities change? Would our thought process change? How much more would we accomplish? Would there be less what if’s and if only’s or I wish I had’s? Time waits for no one, don’t let it pass you by, make the most of it. Time is the most precious currency and commodity we have, spend and barter it wisely.

 
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Posted by on February 12, 2015 in Everyday life, Ponderings

 

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Spiritual Heart


It would be hard to say just which body part or organ is the most important, but I believe we can agree that the heart ranks right up there at the top of everyone’s list. When the heart go’s, then pretty much everything else goes. There are times we may get blockages to the heart which results in less blood flow causing everything from lethargic to physical weakness to death. It is similar with our spiritual life. When there ceases to be a spiritual flow through us we tend to get lethargic in doing Gods work and weak to temptation which can lead to a spiritual death. In the physical we need stints to open arteries or replacement of arteries called bypasses to remedy the blockages to the heart. Sometimes our spiritual arteries need unblocked as life can leave us jaded and cause our heart to gradually grow hard without us even realizing it.  By going to the source of our spiritual blood, Jesus Christ, asking God for forgiveness and lifting God up in praise, reading and studying his word, will cause our spiritual heart to soften and allow our spiritual blood to flow.

 
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Posted by on January 13, 2015 in Devotional

 

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