Miracles take place all the time of course, but in our busy lives we often forget how miraculous the world is.
Wondrous and sometimes magical even. That was the main lesson I learned from the hive this year.
I was hoping for a little honey. I hoped it would taste okay. I hoped I didn't ruin it somehow....
Such a lot of worry for something designed to make life sweeter.
In the end the bees and I kept our agreement. I tended them and they tended the honey. I was surprised to get 2 1/2 gallons which (aside from what I ate right off the frame) came to 24 half pint jars, 2 quart jars, and an extra pint for us to eat right away. I'd say for my first beekeeping season, my girls and I did alright. Looking forward to another hive and more honey next year...SWEET.
