oaded up another suburban full of my rough-sawn wood this morning from my cache in my dad’s “warehouse”, pictured above, and planed it with Conrad.  He is also one of the local beekeepers who took my brother under their wing a decade or so ago, when Joe started keeping bees.  I asked Conrad if his bees had put up much honey in the last month (as the ones at our farm had not), and he said not so much.  So it appears the weather is responsible.  Here’s Conrad’s serene bee yard: