tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147732303964003203.post5618227978798834539..comments2016-06-23T13:39:27.011-05:00Comments on I've Been To Me: It's All About The HatNot Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02020963020882124144noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147732303964003203.post-56524771741266026182010-03-18T09:50:40.088-05:002010-03-18T09:50:40.088-05:00I have to agree with Not Pete about the chicken co...I have to agree with Not Pete about the chicken coop. (I remember my grandmother had chicken coops and I used to collect eggs, when I could muster the courage to brave the chickens. Hey, I was 6.) Anyway, they kinda smell. A lot. And they generate lots of chicken sh--<br /><br />Bees are better. Go for bees, Not Magnolia.pcrhhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02895400983919720160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147732303964003203.post-62853320055808147812010-03-17T08:51:12.814-05:002010-03-17T08:51:12.814-05:00Just this past Sunday I was wondering if it is pos...Just this past Sunday I was wondering if it is possible to keep bees in my city. Of course, everything seems possible while on vacation, but when one gets home, things that looked possible become harder to put into practice. It's the unbearable lightness of beeing<br />(sorry, coulnd't resist).The Mikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07534998760416327722noreply@blogger.com