There is such diversity in residence here . . . . lawyers and farmers, armed forces and seamstresses, home makers and car makers . . . . some sell their goods and some graciously give away their bounty . . . . some have more of this world's offerings than others who may depend on mother earth for much of their day to day sustenance. Top to bottom, this grand group of enthusiasts bound together by a love of this ancient touchstone called beekeeping are representative what many would call The Salt of the Earth. What a wonderful and generous band of brothers and sisters. I can only hope that our respective countries have enough of their Heartland's finest, those of this same ilk who possess appreciation for responsibility, accountability, work ethic and economy in the halls of government where we so desperately need them.
Down through history, beekeeprs and farmers alike have only asked for a level pasture . . . a fair shake, not a bailout. You are micro examples of what GM and AIG execs ought to have learned at university. What I am getting to is that my wishes for you one and all as the holidays approach is a warm fire (ok, Tucson AZ mebe not) a never waning honey jug, the good health you have earned, and the riches found in the arms of loving families even in the midst of the turmoil and dark clouds around us. Just knowing that small groups of folks like you still exist in today's world will be at the top of my Thanksgiving prayer this Thursday. Happy Holidays, everybody!!
Topic: A Beekeeper's Holiday Musings - (Read 2773 times)