Lughnasa Honey Moon
Today to get ready, tomorrow to go. Honey time.
With the garden, the bees, the book, Ancientrails life has been full these last few weeks. 
Good. Full is good. I read somewhere that happiness consists in having just enough to do. Not too much, not too little. Call it the goldilocks theory of happiness.
As I’ve written here before, happiness is in no way my goal, but eudaimonia, or human flourishing, is and I can see the correlation. We need tasks that stretch us and challenge us, but not so far as to snap us in two. We need time that has fulfillment and grace, not time that puts us on the hamster wheel of ambition but on the ancientrail of gnothi seauton. Know thyself.
(me, eudaimoniac in my German safety goggles)
These days so I find myself whistling and humming a lot. Now, tomorrow, I may say ouch or even stronger words occasionally, but that’s part of the beekeeping experience for me. I’ve not perfected the no gloves approach as yet. Maybe next year.
