I have longed to live in the country for decades. In fact, we tried to do just that more than four years ago and for many reasons we moved on from that 2-acre home quickly. When we moved into that house I had one sentence that I repeated over and over – bunnies and goats and chickens and bees – in the hopes that if I said it often enough it might just happen.
It didn’t. At least not there.
And now I feel like the luckiest girl alive. We have 12 chickens, will be welcoming 2 goats next week (after the fence is in) and we also have a hive of bees.
Now, if you’ve ever thought that you’d like to have bees in your back garden, you are definitely onto something. We put the hive between the fruit trees 3 weeks ago and left it alone, occasionally I take a peek to see the bees coming and going but there really was not much else to be done.
The bees needed a bigger home and I was the one to give it to them.
We bought the 2 extra boxes and I pulled on the new beekeeper garb. We lit the wood in the smoker and in seconds saw and smelled the puffs emerging.
I was scared. I mean there are thousands of bees and one of me!! And I am not a big fan of stings.
But you know the funny thing?
The bees responded exactly how the book- and internet- experts said they would. I puffed the magic smoke, installed the extra boxes and not a single bee bothered me.
The buzzing with the lid off is extraordinary – all those thousands of living creatures doing exactly what they were designed to do, pollinating (and dare I say, saving) the world, one flower at a time, making honey and building their colony.
I hope you do a little reading, learn more about bees and perhaps consider installing a hive in your own back garden. Not only am I looking forward to some delicious honey, Tom is excited to have (really) local honey that may help with his allergies next year. Plus, we will have more fruit because of them. All in all, it’s a big win.
Perhaps the biggest win is the fulfillment of a long-held dream. As we moved from base to base, from a suburb of Dublin to a suburb of Seattle, the dream quietly moved with me. If you had asked me to verbalize my dreams when we lived in Florida or in North Carolina, I am not sure I would have mentioned bees or chickens but I dutifully paid our annual subscription to Organic Gardening and moved the growing piles of books related to farming and sustainable living, uncertain if or when I might ever be able to use them.
What dreams are quietly biding their time in your world? Perhaps they won’t make as much noise as my bees but I do believe when the time is right they will swarm with purpose into your life. Day by day, we walk toward the life we are called to live. My prayer for you is the same as the prayer I hold for myself, for our children, for al humanity – that we will one day awake and be fully aware of the abundance and blessings in our lives, that we are, in fact, living the dream.