I stubbed my pinky toe this morning, letting out some very choice curse words at 5:30 in the morning. It’s a long way from the heart, but rather swollen and sore tonight. An injury, no matter how small, is not what I wanted only 10 days away from my marathon. But instead of sharing photos of my toe to show you that I am justified in thinking my injury is the end of the world, I’ve got a few shots of a bee hive that Jon took while on a bee keeping course this weekend. I’d never seen the inside of a hive before, so I was fascinated (and terrified) by the number of bees in the photos!