Some of you may have seen my old, long, boring description of my first couple of years as a beekeeper. I kept two hives, for two seasons, before I had to get rid of them beause I moved from Oklahoma to New Zealand (because beekeeping gear importation into NZ is severely restricted).
I always intended to start up again with some beehives in NZ, but somehow time gets away from you. It's been 14 years since I had any bees, but that will soon change. I've bought an empty hive and a small honey extractor, and I'm now gathering the remaining gear, and trying to make some connections in the beekeeping world here. I hope to have a colony, or maybe two, in my backyard this summer.
Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart's core.
- W.B. Yeats