Bite off more than you can chew

And then share it.

It's been quite a week of beekeeping.

I delivered two hives to a second year beekeeper whose hive last year kept swarming away.  The morning after I installed the hives, she texted me to say this year's hives also absconded.  Feeling totally defeated, I wracked my brain about what I could have done to prevent this outcome.  Should I have left the corks in the queen cages?  Screened in the opening?  We did that last year and suffocated a whole box of bees.

Meanwhile, I got three calls within a few hours--can you come catch this swarm in my tree?  Can you put some bees on this organic Buckwheat I'm growing 30 miles away?  Can you put some bees on non-chemical clover which is blooming RIGHT NOW, 30 miles away in a different direction?

uh-oh, what have I gotten myself into?

Am I too big for my britches?

The "you're too big for your britches" expression means that you've over-reached, that you should limit yourself, that you should 'know your place'--don't be so uppity, etc.  Thank goodness Stephen King can make some sense of things.

I woke up this morning thinking, ok, I may have gotten myself into more than I can handle alone.  I'm playing the HappyThankYouMorePlease game, and need to drop the 'more please' before I drown in blessings.  I feel like I'm trying to take a sip from a fire hydrant.  Take it easy.  Take a step back.  Take it one day at a time.

Then I got another text--"Hi Karen!  Both my hives are busily at work!  I think I just didn't look carefully enough yesterday and they were on the ceiling!  I am so excited!"

So today I called a few people.  Another beekeeper is going to set hives on that buckwheat and clover.  I will reach out to others to participate, to share in the bounty.  There is no reason to dream smaller.  So many people are looking for a way to participate, and when I find myself overly blessed with opportunity, I just need to connect with others to receive more support and give more support.