Sunday, November 4, 2018

Busy Bees (on multiple levels)

As I mentioned last week, we moved. We went from a furnished corporate flat to an unfurnished flat of our own choosing. We've been busy buying furniture, unpacking boxes, and building furniture (well, Joe has been busy doing the building).

Lots of boxes.
Notice the lack of furniture?

One thing we found in the new flat that we've never seen in all our years of moving within the US is that there are NO lights when you move in. NONE.

When we moved into our flat this is what the ceiling looked like - in 11 places!
A hole in ceiling with electrical wires hanging out - some of which were unprotected.





















So we got busy and headed off to Brockenhaus (local thrift store) to buy lights. Here is one (of many) funky ones we bought:
10CHF!

Joe put it up in the hallway:
















Pretty cool, huh? And when we move out, we will take all 11 ceiling light with us.

The best (and worst) part of moving into an unfurnished flat is picking out furniture. Joe and Maureen picked out a new custom couch last weekend, but it won't be delivered for 8 to 12 weeks! In the meantime we just have a tiny two-seater couch that seats, well, two.
But there are three of us. So we got busy again and headed off to Brockenhaus to get a cheap, used chair so all three of us have a place to sit until our new bigger couch gets delivered.
We found this gem:
25CHF














But then came the quandary of getting it home without a car. No problem, Joe just carried it on the train and had his own personal seat by the door.
It was only a little embarrassing.





















Well, if moving wasn't keeping us busy enough, Smidgey made sure we made time for her. On our walk we stumbled upon a caravan trailer behind some bushes that was buzzing. Literally. The trailer was full of bee hives.
Can you see it hiding?

Multi color compartments for the hives.


Upon closer inspection, we found the honey bees to be very busy:
















It was a 'sweet' find.

Today I have a riddle poem about one of Mr. Honey Bee's cousins. Can you figure out who he is? Tell me in the comments.

I should not be able to fly 
but I sure can.
They say my body is too fat 

for my wingspan.
I'm stylish with fuzzy 

yellow and black stripes.
I also have an amazing 

set of pipes.
BuZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!

Who am I?

©2018, Bridget Magee. All Rights Reserved.

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    1. Indeed! It has been fun setting up our new place, but I have to say, I will be glad when it everything is unpacked and put away. =)

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  2. I love how the hives are coded with colors and shapes so the little guys know which apartment to go back to. I guess they are too small to carry house keys.

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    1. Hee-hee! I think I need the color coding on my apartment door, which would makes sense as I am a 'B', too! =)

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  3. I Japan, I remember we had to buy a stove, oven, refrigerator, a space heater, and water heater. But I think they provided the lights.

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    1. Wow, that was a lot to get yourself, Chris. Apparently in Germany you have to provide the entire kitchen - cabinets and appliances and all when you rent! Switzerland is not that bad. =)

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  4. The bees are a fun find & I too love colors, wonder why? Maybe a queen bee for the answer? I know they're supposed to be large, but don't know about the sound. Interesting about the lights, but glad your husband knows how to wire! It must be fun to furnish a new place! My daughter moved a lot of things on the Boston subway when she was in college, glad you got your chair & a special seat!

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    1. Thanks, Linda! Joe has been incredibly handy with this move. He can do so much, thank goodness. Good guess with the queen bee, but not quite. (Answer is down below.)

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  5. I’m guessing you’re describing Bumblebees in your poem. Congrats on the move.

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    1. Ding, ding, ding! Yep, Helen, it was a bumblebee! =)

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