Bee Kind

When I was a kid in small town Minnesota, we played outside all year long.  In the summer it was common for youngsters to step on a bee when running barefoot through a clover patch.  Decades later as I was mowing the lawn thick with clover patches, I thought back to when I was a kid.  Where had all the bees gone?  I didn't see a one. The next year we started raising bees.  Our mission is the bees, the honey is just a sweet reward that helps mitigate some of the expense.