Our travels on Friday took us from Red Deer to Three Hills, Alberta. Along the way, we kept our eyes open for the turn off to Dry Island Buffalo Jump Park, where we spent some time with Tim's sister last summer. Clicking on the link will take you to our visit there.
We didn't go as far as the park, instead, we looked for the big blue silo, indicating the Huxley Hutterite Colony. Last year, driving along the same road, we saw a sign advertising honey. We turned in and purchased 10 pounds of sweetness. It lasted us about 9 months.
This year, we called ahead and ordered 50 pounds of honey - 20 pounds for ourselves and 10 pounds each for our three children.
The gentleman who helped us reminded me of Santa Claus, a bit rotund with white hair and beard. But instead of a red suit, he was dressed in a blue shirt held up by suspenders. He said, "This is the best honey in Alberta!"
Tim said, "We know - we drove all the way from BC to get it!"
The air was dizzy with buzzing. Golden bees carried their nectar into the hives.
While catching up on line I discovered that in the USA, today, August 18, is National Honey Bee Day. It's also my mother's birthday. A sweet day, indeed.
"Eat honey, my child, for it is good."