This morning, I dreamt a beekeeper brought dead bees into my house from a hive*.

I just reposted a save the bees post on tumblr.

The bees are wonderful.

I am still outraged and disappointed at the 8$ per tomato ordinary medium at save on. Sigh. So incovenient: now I have to walk 3km to get to the next reasonably priced grocery store. I will check out Langley farmer market next door, on austin. That one sells celeriac or celery roots when in season. Shaved and with remoulade (mayo and dijon and lemon) it is awesome. French dish I adored and disocvered again last year.

* HERE you get frivolous dream interpretations of seeing bees. Seeing dead bees seem to mean financial difficulties. And maybe health issues. I wonder if hubby is hiding from me that he lost his job. It is totally abnormal to not have heard from the school yet.