Mud Songs Beekeeping

the one and only beekeeping blog from the island of newfoundland (rhymes with understand)

I ate some honey that’s been frozen in my freezer since 2011. It tasted like summer.

Eating honey six years after it was bottled.

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This sums up my approach to beekeeping:

Page 109 from William Wharton’s (Albert du Aime’s) novel, Last Lovers.

Beekeeping is living with the possibility of error. All the time.

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