What do you do when you have gloriously beautiful days filled with sunshine and the songs of birds? You spend as much of your time out of doors as possible!
This week on the farm, we harvested honey from our honey bee hives! That’s right, the delicious liquid gold flowed into quart after quart jar leaving us all with a slight sugar rush and feeling like a heat stroke was immanent. Why? Let’s just say you can’t press honey comb without heat and without getting the honey on your fingers.
As many of you know our family moved to my sisters farm in East Tennessee in April. You can see how our first two weeks, of adjusting to farm life, went here and here. This move has been such a blessing for our family, but it has also taken some getting used to. Life on the farm is very different from the hustle and bustle of Atlanta! Beekeeping, for example, isn’t something that we saw much of…if any…in our old town. I’m sure it was there. We just didn’t know anyone that did it. Here on the farm uncle Joe and his uncle Johnny have honey bees! They have taken our son, Gabriel, and I under their wing and are teaching us everything they know.