Honey trap

I had two pics to choose from today. The first was the amazing shiner Cr managed to give himself today. While breaking up a bit of wood a piece somehow pinged up to him and hit him just below the eye! It looks worse that it is but the foto I took made it look like a small rash rather than a bruise and a gash.

So instead here are the honey jars from the garage that Cr is clearing. Most of the jars are empty, however we will not be tasting the full ones, they will be way past any best before dates! My Papa used to keep bees, at one point I remember him having at least 6 hives and my Gran would make honey that they would sell. My Gran would try any excuse to get us all to eat honey, I was her biggest challenge I hate the stuff and could smell and taste it in anything!! I still can.

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