“I dreamt — marvellous error! — that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden bees were making white combs and sweet honey from my old failures.”
― Antonio Machado
May it be known that I love honey. I bring honey back in a suitcase, when on my journeys from around the globe, and pray the luggage handlers will be gentle. As any Southerner will tell you, it is Tupelo that is the diamond on honeys…and of course there is Sourwood…but I sure enjoy the Huckleberry from the northern Rockies…I could go on and on….maybe one day I will get bees of my own…until then, smuggle I must.
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Looks very tasty! But the OCD in me wonders how difficult that is going to be to clean up! : )