Showing posts with label honey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label honey. Show all posts

Sunday, August 30, 2015

Taste the Flowers

Flowers, bees...honey!

I don't keep bees. I maintain a bee-friendly environment. Even before birds, bees are the largest group of visitors in my garden. (You mammals, I am talking to you mice and deer; war has been declared!) I provide water with easy perching places. I don't use herbicides in a pre-emptive manner and never as foliar sprays. I used a pesticide just once, on a cool day (It may have been less than 50 degrees that day. I hope all you bees stayed home that day, keeping your queen warm.). The apple blossoms had dropped. I was after the coddling moths who seem smitten by my Honeycrisp apple tree. (I did the climbing roses the same say to ward off the evil sawflies.)

Bees are kept in my neighborhood, a very short flight path from my raspberries, Seckl pear, strawberries, and apple. Yesterday, the beekeeper blessed me with a half pint of fresh honey, saying it had been a very good year.

Can honey have good years like wine? I'd like to know. Is there a "terroir" effect for honey? Maybe I am tasting the freshness of the honey before it has sat and evaporated to make it the overly, sickingly sweet sticky, fabricated mess you can sometimes accidentally buy in a retail setting. None the less, this honey was just the right amount of sweet, the right consistency on a spoon, without out any sediment or crystalization.

And, I swear I could taste just a hint of fruit and berries, and maybe...wild roses. It does not get any more local than this.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Unexpected Dividends


This summer, I have seen a lot more honey bees in my yard than typical. Back in June at the beginning of the hot, dry days of summer, I started getting 3 to 4 dozen honey bees drinking from my bird bath at any given moment. My crisscross backyard neighbor has been managing a bee hive this summer.

Today, while I was mowing my yard with my electric mower, my neighbor stopped by with this section of honey for me. It was so wonderful and totally unexpected. And, in a way, it is the pollen of my garden in that block, and also wonderfully as I practice sustainable and organic methods for the most part (I did spot treat a small section of lawn for creeping Charlie, literally a foot by six feet that seems totally uncontrollable with Trimec late this fall. I did try to hand-pull and allow the grass to smother first to no avail.); this honey probably has very low levels of herbicides and pesticides in it.

Which when you think about it, is doubly wonderful!