Tuesday, April 9, 2013

A Royal Visit

Having moved Tummy Mountain across the Tasman Sea I have been distracted (and confused) for a while now. And so I forgot about the end of the bee story.

Soon after the purple bee finished cantering about on her horse (the horse goes by the name of "Purpon" - one suspects that this is because Purpon is purple in colour) the bees were now swarming around in the thousands. At one stage we saw a clump of bees rolling across the skylight on the roof. It was all quite odd.

Perhaps the little ones had invited the bees to live here. Perhaps this was some strange side effect to the newly formed Tummy Mountain Bumble Bee Rescue Patrol.

The bees seemed quite happy, if one can ascertain the happiness of a bee. The only problem for us was that the bees were swarming thickest around the front door. This was a tad inconvenient for going out and getting milk for cups of tea.

With this looming tea tragedy in mind it was clear what needed to be done. It was time to call the experts. People other than the Tummy Mountain Bumble Bee Rescue Patrol.

The experts told me that The Queen Bee was on the move and that she attracted all the other bees with her pheromones. That they were probably having a wee rest on our roof before heading off. And that we should not worry as the bees would not sting us (due to the pheromones) and that they would all be gone in a few days.

A few days without tea seemed pretty drastic so we climbed out the bedroom window to get milk.

By the time we had the milk the bees had gone and we had missed our chance to invite The Queen Bee in for tea. Such is life. A relief really as we do not have thousands of tiny tea cups.


Thursday, March 21, 2013

strange visitors

I was sitting quietly at my desk when a bee flew in. So I guided him outside with a sheet of paper. He tried to fly back in with a friend, and another friend, and another, and then I realised I was seeing a swarm of bees.

After closing all the doors and windows and guiding another ten bees out of the house I could now stand back and ponder. I have never seen so many bees. They look a bit agitated, except for the ones I guided out - they were strangely subdued for the most part.

So now there were hundreds of them flying about the windows and the roof.

At this point I was fooled by a bee. I had not managed to get one of the bees out. It was larger than most bees, was purple in colour and had a large hair clip attached to her bottom which I imagine was her sting. The sting kept falling on the floor. This bee also had a woolen hat on and earmuffs. I think the thing that made me suspect that it was maybe not a bee was the fact that she was riding a toy horse while buzzing around the house.


Saturday, March 16, 2013

tragic and tumultuous times on tummy mountain

As previously indicated, the little ones have moved to New Zealand, resulting in all kinds of topsy turvy arrangements for them to get use to until a sense of normality returns.

One of the major disruptions and disappointments is the current Tummy Mountain couch. It is lacking in any springiness at all - very unsuitable for jumping on. Indeed, one could say, that it is very unsuitable for sitting on as well.

That isn't to say that the little ones haven't tried. They accepted the challenge and jumped on the couch with much gusto - yielding no time in the air, and the distinct sounds of creaking and groaning and cracking timbers in the base of the couch.

Never ones to yield to disappointment, and being very adaptable and quick of mind, the little ones preceded en masse to all the bedrooms and jumped on all of the beds instead.


Wednesday, March 6, 2013

on the move

It has been a long time between posts again! There is a reason for this - The Little Ones have moved to a new Tummy Mountain in New Zealand! Which is quite thrilling for us all. The main difference between the old Tummy Mountain and the new Tummy Mountain is great big round furry bumble bees.

These great big round furry bumble bees are a delight for the Little Ones, and indeed myself. They have tiny wings and it seems impossible that they can even fly at all. Sometimes they fly into the Tummy Mountain Homestead and need rescuing. A new organization has been founded to handle this task. The Tummy Mountain Bumble Bee Rescue Patrol, or as we call  it "TMBBRP"

More news from Tummy Mountain NZ as it happens.


Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Tales of Wonder

Well it has been a very long time between posts,now, and for a lot of the last year. Hopefully that will change this year as there have been some Very Big Changes for The Little Ones on tummy mountain - more of that later.

Though I did want to write about something that happened to the little ones and I the other day.

We were puttering along in our wee car (whose name is Zippy) when we saw the most amazing rainbow. It was bright and a perfect complete arch. We were trying to get photos of it and I was trying to pull Zippy over in the best spot, when we rounded a corner and there some way ahead of us was The End of The Rainbow. The arch was coming down straight before our eyes a few hundred metres down the road in front of a clump of trees. Not behind anything - there it was - The End of The Rainbow.

I couldn't believe it. We all couldn't believe it. Wee Small began to be excited about finding a pot of gold. We pulled over and tried to take some photos and in that moment it all just dissolved away.

I wished I hadn't of pulled over and had just driven Zippy straight into that rainbow. It is one of those things I will regret forever, yet at the same time we have the amazing memory of seeing The End of the Rainbow!