Honey

One of greatest joys as a child was when I was beekeeping with my Father. My Dad and I didn't have the best relationship, but the best times were when we spent quality time with eachother, working on his Bee business. At five years old, I would put on my beekeeping suit, much like this one, and take my little beekeeping smoker while following my Father out to the Bee Hives. I would get so excited, hearing the Bees Buzz louder and louder the closer I got to the hives. My Father and I would work as a team to distract[...]