Mrs Penn & the honeybees, lol, o/t

when I was young boy, lived on farm, was helping Mr Penn top his burley
tobacco. Burley has these huge blooms & we had moved a hive of bees next
to the tobacco field . After few days you cut the top off so the
tobacco can mature . well here comes Mrs Penn, had bright red hair,
lilly white skin, sleevless blouse on, bringing dinner . We usually went
to house to eat, but Mr Penn wanted eat in field that day . Well Mrs
Penn got scared , because a few bees bumped into her face, I told her
not to swat at them, as they were only seeing who she was. But she went
beserk, screaming, etc. lost her glasses, hair fell down, she threw her
blouse off, lol was a site . Our dinner was in the dirt I was thirteen,
next day we moved that hive to our farm, & Mr Penn never had anymore
bees . lol Was but few years until Mrs Penn sed, Heck with farming,
divorced Mr Penn . I got to say they were odd couple, if you saw them
out, him in bib overalls & her looking like new dollar .

best regards,

Michael Lane
n Flatrock, Tennessee

On 8/1/2011 8:02 AM, Michael Lane wrote:
when I was young boy, lived on farm, was helping Mr Penn top his burley
tobacco. Burley has these huge blooms& we had moved a hive of bees next
to the tobacco field . After few days you cut the top off so the
tobacco can mature . well here comes Mrs Penn, had bright red hair,
lilly white skin, sleevless blouse on, bringing dinner . We usually went
to house to eat, but Mr Penn wanted eat in field that day . Well Mrs
Penn got scared , because a few bees bumped into her face, I told her
not to swat at them, as they were only seeing who she was. But she went
beserk, screaming, etc. lost her glasses, hair fell down, she threw her
blouse off, lol was a site . Our dinner was in the dirt I was thirteen,
next day we moved that hive to our farm,& Mr Penn never had anymore
bees . lol Was but few years until Mrs Penn sed, Heck with farming,
divorced Mr Penn . I got to say they were odd couple, if you saw them
out, him in bib overalls& her looking like new dollar .

best regards,

Michael Lane
n Flatrock, Tennessee


That made me shiver, but then I'm lethally allergic to honey bees. It
does sound like and old sitcom, "Green Acres" - I think it starred Zsa
Zsa or Ava Gabor as the "farmer's wife". I'm so envious of your
experiences on a farm. We lived in the country - a block away from
deeps woods with wild creatures and large streams, but our house was in
a subdivision and had only a, to me, small yard. We still kept chickens
and a pig, but it was far away from a farm. I was always reading or
watching TV about farming and it's something I thought I would like to
do one day. Unfortunately my environs just got more and more urban as I
grew up and grew old until I'm now in the third largest city in the US.
*SIGH*

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Michael Lane wrote:

when I was young boy, lived on farm, was helping Mr Penn top his burley
tobacco. Burley has these huge blooms & we had moved a hive of bees next
to the tobacco field . After few days you cut the top off so the
tobacco can mature . well here comes Mrs Penn, had bright red hair,
lilly white skin, sleevless blouse on, bringing dinner . We usually went
to house to eat, but Mr Penn wanted eat in field that day . Well Mrs
Penn got scared , because a few bees bumped into her face, I told her
not to swat at them, as they were only seeing who she was. But she went
beserk, screaming, etc. lost her glasses, hair fell down, she threw her
blouse off, lol was a site . Our dinner was in the dirt I was thirteen,
next day we moved that hive to our farm, & Mr Penn never had anymore
bees . lol Was but few years until Mrs Penn sed, Heck with farming,
divorced Mr Penn . I got to say they were odd couple, if you saw them
out, him in bib overalls & her looking like new dollar .

Back in the 1960s there was a TV show called "Green Acres". New York City
couple moves out to the country because the husband wants to be a farmer.
Wife is not pleased at all. Hilarity ensues. Your story would have made a
typical episode.

Joyce

--
Beauty and music seduce us first; later, ashamed of our own
sensuality, we insist on meaning. -- Clive Barker

On Mon, 01 Aug 2011 11:36:56 -0500, CatNipped
wrote:

On 8/1/2011 8:02 AM, Michael Lane wrote:
when I was young boy, lived on farm, was helping Mr Penn top his burley
tobacco. Burley has these huge blooms& we had moved a hive of bees next
to the tobacco field . After few days you cut the top off so the
tobacco can mature . well here comes Mrs Penn, had bright red hair,
lilly white skin, sleevless blouse on, bringing dinner . We usually went
to house to eat, but Mr Penn wanted eat in field that day . Well Mrs
Penn got scared , because a few bees bumped into her face, I told her
not to swat at them, as they were only seeing who she was. But she went
beserk, screaming, etc. lost her glasses, hair fell down, she threw her
blouse off, lol was a site . Our dinner was in the dirt I was thirteen,
next day we moved that hive to our farm,& Mr Penn never had anymore
bees . lol Was but few years until Mrs Penn sed, Heck with farming,
divorced Mr Penn . I got to say they were odd couple, if you saw them
out, him in bib overalls& her looking like new dollar .

best regards,

Michael Lane
n Flatrock, Tennessee


That made me shiver, but then I'm lethally allergic to honey bees. It
does sound like and old sitcom, "Green Acres" - I think it starred Zsa
Zsa or Ava Gabor as the "farmer's wife". I'm so envious of your
experiences on a farm. We lived in the country - a block away from
deeps woods with wild creatures and large streams, but our house was in
a subdivision and had only a, to me, small yard. We still kept chickens
and a pig, but it was far away from a farm. I was always reading or
watching TV about farming and it's something I thought I would like to
do one day. Unfortunately my environs just got more and more urban as I
grew up and grew old until I'm now in the third largest city in the US.
*SIGH*

That's what I was thinking, Green Acres.

I grew up in NYC and only got to see country when we went to camp or
vacation (and we didn't have much money for vacation).

On 8/2/2011 7:23 AM, dgk wrote:
On Mon, 01 Aug 2011 11:36:56 -0500,
wrote:

On 8/1/2011 8:02 AM, Michael Lane wrote:
when I was young boy, lived on farm, was helping Mr Penn top his burley
tobacco. Burley has these huge blooms& we had moved a hive of bees next
to the tobacco field . After few days you cut the top off so the
tobacco can mature . well here comes Mrs Penn, had bright red hair,
lilly white skin, sleevless blouse on, bringing dinner . We usually went
to house to eat, but Mr Penn wanted eat in field that day . Well Mrs
Penn got scared , because a few bees bumped into her face, I told her
not to swat at them, as they were only seeing who she was. But she went
beserk, screaming, etc. lost her glasses, hair fell down, she threw her
blouse off, lol was a site . Our dinner was in the dirt I was thirteen,
next day we moved that hive to our farm,& Mr Penn never had anymore
bees . lol Was but few years until Mrs Penn sed, Heck with farming,
divorced Mr Penn . I got to say they were odd couple, if you saw them
out, him in bib overalls& her looking like new dollar .

best regards,

Michael Lane
n Flatrock, Tennessee


That made me shiver, but then I'm lethally allergic to honey bees. It
does sound like and old sitcom, "Green Acres" - I think it starred Zsa
Zsa or Ava Gabor as the "farmer's wife". I'm so envious of your
experiences on a farm. We lived in the country - a block away from
deeps woods with wild creatures and large streams, but our house was in
a subdivision and had only a, to me, small yard. We still kept chickens
and a pig, but it was far away from a farm. I was always reading or
watching TV about farming and it's something I thought I would like to
do one day. Unfortunately my environs just got more and more urban as I
grew up and grew old until I'm now in the third largest city in the US.
*SIGH*

That's what I was thinking, Green Acres.

I grew up in NYC and only got to see country when we went to camp or
vacation (and we didn't have much money for vacation).

All we could afford were "road trips". Endless, dreadful affairs when
you're the "baby girl" with two older brothers who had vowed to make my
life a living hell since my dad died (I was his pet and they resented
that). It couldn't have been much fun for our mom, but she was
determined that we see all the famous sites of America - Grand Canyon,
Mount Vernon, Smithsonian Institute, Jamestown, etc. All of this in
summers in a car without air conditioning!

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Hugs,

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