05/24/2026
I don't usually openly share things like this, but there is so much humor in all of it, I decided to share.
The day before our end of the year celebration I was cleaning the log cabin. A bumble bee was stuck in some fishing line. She was struggling and crying out for help "My hive! My hive!" I rushed to her aid, captured her in a cup and was taking her outside to release as the triumphant hero. Suddenly,
I tripped coming out of the cabin..heard a ton of snapping and ended up on the ground. I don't know how I tripped but I suspect that spider I saw who was looking at me suspiciously earlier.
So there I am, flat on my back, knowing I had probably broken my ankles. My son-in-law was in back of the cabin w**d eating. Immediately, our dog Pepper (who is pretty big) straddled me looking alert (sweet dog was protecting me...but all I could think was "please don't slobber on me"). Everytime there was a lull in the w**d eating I tried to call my son in law.... but it was in vain, no response...he had earbuds in. Oh curse you Ariana Grande and your hypnotic melodies !
My daughter finally rode her bike down to the cabin and found me... a shadow of myself fallen to soon in life. She alerted my son-in-law and my hubby was called.... my hubby & son-in-law gallantly carried me to the car to go to the ER ...but not before my daughter noticed a bee flying and declared "Don't worry mom, the bee looks unharmed "😅
I had saved the day, but at what personal cost? Long story short.... 4 broken bones ...2 in each foot/ankle.
Well.... no one can say we don't take care of our pollinators at FireFly Meadows😅
