W hew. This has been a long week. Honey’s Apiary as promised is still on the school grounds and by now has become part of the parking lot furniture along with an old broken desk the caretaker’s hut and a bunch of rusty garden tools. But the more interesting happenings of the week sadly perhaps have nothing to do with our buzzing creatures in the parking lot.
Last night as promised Dassi and I joined Leah on her old-age home visit. It was actually quite an eye-opener. To be honest I was a tiny bit scared (though nobody would have been able to tell). Dassi took less pains to conceal her queasiness as she pinched my arms while we rode the elevator to the fifth floor — the Alzheimer’s unit.
“Dassi ” I said.
“Yeah?”
“If you want to stop the blood flowing to my hands this is the way to do it!”
She laughed nervously and loosened her pinch slightly.
