This brought tears to my eyes as I read the entire list to my husband. I also fit the beekeeper description far more than the “married to a beekeeper” section! That made me very happy on this dreary winter day.
You know you’re a beekeeper when… By John Caldeira, with contributions from many others.
The windshield of your vehicle has at least two yellow dots on it.
You have answers ready for questions about Africanized bees and the value of local honey in preventing allergies.
You eagerly await the phone call from the post office asking you to please come pick up your bees.
You check out all the honey labels and prices at the supermarket.
You’ve gone through the supermarket checkout line buying nothing more than a big load of sugar, and maybe some Crisco.
You’ve estimated just how much money you spent to control mites.
You pick up matches at restaurants, even though you don’t smoke.
Your friends and neighbors think you are the answer to every swarm and bees-in-the-wall problem.
You are keenly aware of the first and last freezes of each winter.
There is propolis on…
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