Honey comb frames... so perfect, so organized, so sweet, a work of art in liquid gold. While the honey houses filled with bees are beautiful, clean, well organized homes...mine is kaos during July...The long daylight hours of summer turn my kitchen into a bounty of harvest to sort, divide, cook, freeze, bottle, can, package,... the harvest then creeps out into the dinning room, sprawls across the dinningroom table and benches ...and it comes to the point I have to get away for a few hours so I run upstairs to sew and quilt...and that room turns into a frenzy of fabric and thread. If I only had a system like those worker bees...but would I have as much summer time fun, would the creativity flow like honey?

I think it's time to make a honey cake....