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| "Be my little honey and love me all the time." |
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Honey in the Morning
Got a new ring tone for my front door bell. ". . .Honey in evening. Honey at supper time." OK, so I stretched the facts a smidgen. My door bell still "ding, dongs" like most. What is unique is the fragrant greeting when you come inside.
On a ledge by my front door rests the honeycomb that broke loose in my sister's hive last fall. We didn't reattach it, and the bees have gone their way with the cold. This piece of their comb remains. I've placed it where it can greet all of us as we come and go. The smell from this honeycomb is complex: a great variety of sweet and delicate florals all mixed together. As I breath it in, my loveliest of Things I get to do today is to see in my mind's mural the myriad of flowers that were brought together by the honeybees for this comb. It spreads gloriously for miles--honey in the morning.
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Just Beautiful and Luscious!
ReplyDeleteOh, I bet it does smell delightful!
ReplyDeleteNext time you smell bees wax, let your mind go. See where it takes you.
Deletei know beeswax candles smell heavenly -- anyway to convert the piece of comb, when it's completed scenting the air (if ever; maybe honeycombs are endlessly fragrant) into something candle light so that you can continue to be our little honey, and we'll love you all the time (which we already do but might as well continue the song!)
DeleteWhat a bright idea!
DeleteI can almost smell the deliciously through the computer screen. Honey and beeswax are magical substances.
ReplyDeleteMagical in the purest sense. We are so fortunately to have them share this Divine Bliss with us.
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