…that is the question as the days dwindle down to a precious two. Tomorrow I plan on turning the water back on and filling the pool back up. On Saturday I’ll pull up the tape and the plastic up and see where things stand. Bee-wise, things have been deadly quiet since I killed the rogue bee; haven’t seen one around the premises.

We had two storms blow in on Tuesday – fortunately we were spared the heavy dust and destructive winds that weren’t a whole hell of a lot far away from us. Monsoon storms here in the Valley of the Sun are highly localized – you can be five or ten miles away from Armegeddon and only get a few drops and a couple of good gusts of wind. Having to reposition the plastic that had been pushed around by the morning storm I got an inkling of how gross the water is underneath. It could definitely be worse (I think) – all that chlorine I put in helped a lot – but there will “bee” some serious chemical action needed to put the pool back to clear.

At this point I just want it to “bee” over. If the bees want to come back, let ’em: I can hold off my swims until after dark. Hopefully, though, they’ve now settled in at someone else’s place and the Richard hacienda is just a happy bee memory.