“SWEET honey drizzled on thick sliced sourdough
Spread with em>chunky roasted garlic hummus
and creamy goats cheese
Completed with a tangy balsamic and truffle oil dip. Wow”
The Millarville apiary has 12 hives and it is the most enjoyable location to visit. I enter a field bustling in blossom melange. Curious cattle and cautious dogs greet me at the gate which link onto a slightly crooked but well built fence.
The foothills are so well manured.
July makes me think of thoughtfully paired picnics, iced beverages and antihistamines. Full bloom purple and white clover flood the floor, the cows help themselves to the feast. My only thought at this point is, you’d better damn well save some for the bees!
Being in my bee suite resurrects a memory I once had in a sauna. This is at least draftier than that! I visit each pallet with four hives each at a time. From Smokey and V to Coleen and even temperamental Piper, I get to catch up on all the gossip. Smoker lit, hive tool in hand, lid off, inner cover cracked. What story will you tell me today my well traveled Apis Mellifera?
Bee behavior and overall temperament is gentle this early in the season. No veils necessary out of the hot zone and I am ready to have a snack with mom.
At break, I stroll a few paces over to my truck called, “Lil’ Tako”. Mom has already prepared an extravagant picnic for us on the tailgate.
Pulled from a wicker basket and arranged in a very edible way, she displays this lavish temptation.
Honey drizzled on thick sliced sourdough Spread with chunky roasted garlic hummus and creamy goats cheese Completed with a tangy balsamic and truffle oil dip. Wow.
She even turned a honey super (hive box) into a table for our sticky, bready snack and humble rations of Fallen Timber berry mead.