Life surprises me in ways that are not earth shattering or life changing but are in response to unique extraordinary events that are outside of my ordinary experiences. These moments often provide me with clarity in this journey we call life. The inspiration from our son the beekeeper was one of those experiences.
If you told me that my young adult son would be inspired by his uncle who raises bees as a hobby and he would spend almost a year learning everything he could about bees…and that inspiration would lead to a real live bee hive, I would have squinted my eyes, twisted the corners of my mouth, shook my head in both directions and said “Probably not”…Well, what do I know, and this is proof that obviously, I don’t know much.
His passage into the foray of beekeeping was inspiring. The inspiration that I was experiencing was the joy of sharing these moments with my son. Each time I recognized more sharply that our son was defining his own journey. His interests are clearly expressed in his own style, and they are 100% owned by him. This is the part where parents bump their fists, smile and make note that we are officially spectators now, and the journey belongs to him.
The arrival of his Italian Honey Bees
Checking on his queen who will be introduced into the hive in her marshmallow cage (yes, you read that right…her marshmallow cage)
His focus was razor sharp and his calmness with handling the bees was impressive
His younger brother who was in the background whispered “My brother the Bee whisperer”
The release of the bees were a success.
The journey begins here. Beekeeping is well into its third month. The bees are active and healthy.