Servants of the bee

Thoreau said that bee-keeping was like the direction of sunbeams, meaning, I take it, that you cannot do it, bees will not be[e!] directed. My bees just blew in one day and flew away the following year, leaving just a few potfuls of honey.

This couple at the Farmers' Market today must serve their bees well. They were selling their honey and honey-related products along with beeswax candles which smelled delicious.

They seemed surprised when I asked if I could take a photograph but were pleased with the result, although Mr Bee-keeper pointed out that he had not got his cap on straight.