Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Me v. the bees

I spent my Memorial Day weekend attempting to eradicate an infestation of carpenter bees. We've had these bees hanging around our deck for probably two years now, but I could never find a nest. We also have quite a few raspberry bushes in our backyard, so I always figured the bees were just visiting the bushes.

They are pretty docile and never botherd us, but this weekend I finally hung around long enough to watch about 4 of them actually digging into the wood on the deck. We have sort of an arbor over the deck and that's where I found about 8 nest holes.

My first method of attack was just regular old wasp and hornet killer. I sprayed the foam as best I could into the holes and just made a big old foamy mess out of everything. It went from bad to worse because it not only didn't affect the bees, but now I had wasp poision dripping from the arbor onto the deck. Yuck!

So then I did my research. Turns out these bees are pretty much immune to regular wasp poison. Turns out I needed drione dust to spray into the nests to kill the larvae.

They didn't have the drione dust at my local Ace Hardware, but they did have some other spray poison that I was assured would do the trick. (Dang, I can't find a link to it.) The kid who found it for me said "be ready to run!"

I appreciated the warning, but it turned out to be unnecessary. I simply waited until I saw a female entering the nest, then I sprayed in the poison.

It worked like a charm!! Throughout the day, I would just watch for more bees and by the end of the day, I found about 5 dead bees on the deck. I feel sort of bad, since these bees are actually helpful pollinators, but I just can't have them destroying the deck either!

I'm still not done, though. I have to patch up the holes so that other bees (or worse!) don't decide to move in.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Thursday, May 18, 2006

10 Reasons Why The Web Is Almost A Substitute For Libraries

Gotta love the devil's advocate.

Here's a great post from a librarian who actually thinks about things. I think you're right, Blake. I'm glad someone actually has the guts to say some of these things out loud.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

The hidden life

A bit of marvelous poetry today, courtesy of The Lutheran Hymnal. Today in church we sang:

Chief of sinners though I be,
Christ is All in all to me;
All my wants to Him are known,
All my sorrows are His own.
Safe with Him from earthly strife,
He sustains the hidden life.

The last two lines intrigue me. I think I understand the second to last line to mean that as long as we have a relationship with Jesus, He will provide us with relief from the worries and cares that would consume us.

But for a hymn to refer to "the hidden life" -- I can't quite grasp it. I can't think that it would mean that God wants us to take our most base thoughts and desires and somehow "sustain" them, that is, to keep them as part of our identity.

Maybe "the hidden life" is just referring to the intangible aspects of life in general: thoughts, worries, fears. If we gave ourselves over to our darkest thoughts and fears, we would pretty much self-destruct. Maybe it means that God gives us strength to conquer our fears and to live lives with peaceful hearts.

This hymn also has a great closing verse:

O my Savior, help afford
By Thy Spirit and Thy Word!
When my wayward heart would stray,
Keep me in the narrow way;
Grace in time of need supply
While I live and when I die.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Friday, May 12, 2006

Poetry time

It just doesn't seem right to have a Fred Poets Society blog without much poetry. So here's a good one I unearthed:

Love and Sleep
Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837-1909)

Lying asleep between the strokes of night
I saw my love lean over my sad bed,
Pale as the duskiest lily's leaf or head,
Smooth-skinned and dark, with bare throat made to bite,
Too wan for blushing and too warm for white,
But perfect-coloured without white or red.
And her lips opened amorously, and said --
I wist not what, saving one word -- Delight.
And all her face was honey to my mouth,
And all her body pasture to mine eyes;
The long lithe arms and hotter hands than fire,
The quivering flanks, hair smelling of the south,
The bright light feet, the splendid supple thighs
And glittering eyelids of my soul's desire.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

You Belong in Paris

You enjoy all that life has to offer, and you can appreciate the fine tastes and sites of Paris.
You're the perfect person to wander the streets of Paris aimlessly, enjoying architecture and a crepe.

The Whistle Stop Pot Luck

I sure hope Norma won't mind if I make a blog entry pointing to her cute story! I think it's just great!

Monday, May 01, 2006

Was there life before Gamecube?

Man, oh man, am I hooked on The Legend of Zelda : the Wind Waker. It's kind of sad, I'm almost done. Oh, I've got Gannon's fortress to defeat yet, and of course there are any number of side quests that I still need to take care of, so I'll be playing it for a while. Then again, who can play any Zedla game just once?

Hannah spent her birthday money this weekend. I was sort of hoping she would opt for the link cable so that we could visit the island on Animal Crossing. Instead, she came back from the store with a wireless controller and Super Smash Bros. Melee.

I'm not a huge fan of fighting games, but SSB rocks! Mario is proving to be my favorite character, mostly because I've been able to figure out his "special" moves. But what other game can you be Pikachu, Kirby, Link, or Zelda (and Sheik?!)? It didn't take us very long to unlock Jigglypuff and Marth. Now, I don't know who Marth is, but then again I've never played Metroid or Starfox.

I'd love to check them out, but I've still gotta get a perfect town rating in AC first!