Summer Solstice Moon
Took grand-daughter Ruth with me on a hive inspection today. I showed her how to fire up 
the smoker, use a hive tool, check for brood and move slowly when working with the bees. She hung in there, saying a couple of times, “Now it’s making me really afraid.” but not moving away. Gradually her fear receded. Now she can back me up when I need help.
There’s something profound about sharing a passion with a grandchild, as Kate has done already with Ruth and sewing. Whether they choose to pick it up or not, the indelible memories, for both Ruth and me in this instance, speak of today and tomorrow walking the ancientrail of life together.
Because, like most current beekeepers, I have 9 frames to a 10 frame hive box, the frames are easier to manage that way, the bees often fill up the empty space with comb and honey. I harvested a lot of this today, so we have fresh comb honey, both comb and honey made in the last week.
