In which the bees swarmed
Lucky for me. Because there is so much exciting stuff going on this month that those lawns and weeds and edges need to go unnoticed for quite some time more.
Already this month I've styled a photo shoot for Feast Magazine - look out for the January issue (although you can check out this month's crumpet recipe to see my granny's crockery).
I've worked with my friends at picnic event on their farm. I wish I wasn't so busy so I could take some photos, the weather was gorgeous, the setting idyllic and the food delicious.
Then there's a school fair to work on, a school camp to cook for, a market to get cracking on, a website to write for and a summer preserving party to start growing for.
In all this busyness, the bee population quietly grew so much that half the hive buzzed off searching for bigger digs. They swarmed. Over the house and off to nether. Half the workforce gone and half the honey harvest taken as rations. Sigh. After wishing them well on their journey, I looked up swarms and came to the conclusion that I am an inattentive beekeeper.
Inattentive beekeeper with unmown grass, unpulled weeds and untrimmed edges. That's me. And doesn't it look charming in this glorious spring weather?