Harvest time.
It’s been a lush Spring, with flowers galore from the rains. I’ve begun to harvest some of my girl’s honey.
Emily Dickinson celebrates bees, clover and honey…often.
I wonder why I never knew about her connection to the bees?
The pedigree of honey
(Emily Dickinson, 1884)
Does not concern the bee;
A clover, any time, to him (ahem, Emily, all the field bees are girls!!!)
Is aristocracy.
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,
(Emily Dickinson, 1896)
One clover, and a bee,
And revery.
The revery alone will do,
If bees are few.
If you would like a pint of local, raw and artisanal, organic honey ($12), send me a message. Limited availability.
Here’s to a pint of the amber elixir…Celebrate pollinators~!
thinklikeabee 
Hi, Anita, what glorious photos and poems – and your honeycombs – WOW! If your honey is not all spoken for, I’d love a jar! I’m creating a “Bee Experience” package to benefit a charity auction, including a honey tasting, and I’d love to feature yours.
Please let me know! Take care!
Pamela Chavez Owner, Collaboration$ Consulting
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