Honey has always been one of my most favorite things in the entire world. I love the color, the taste, the way it drips so languidly from a spoon. I love the fact that it is made by bees, for bees are the most incredible little creatures. We depend so greatly on these little diligent workers, yet their work goes wholly unnoticed and unappreciated by most. It's amazing, really. They pollinate our flowers, help us grow the crops we live on, and also create such a tantalizingly sticky sweet substance. I love the simplicity of it, little insect sugar. But also love the complexity of it, the perfect geometry that goes into creating the comb. A natural wonder of most beautiful and efficient design.
I shared this lovely honeycomb with my children the other day. It was such a tender moment, watching them scoop it out of it's little box and onto the plate, tasting it and marveling at it's deliciousness. Giggling with the thick viscous mess it can make. I hope my children will love honey and the amazing little bees who make it as much as I do one day. Or at least appreciate it and maybe think of me.