My little road-side honey stall does a surprising amount of trade considering that we live on a lane that has more pedestrian and equestrian than vehicular traffic.
I won't be so crass as to give revenue and turnover figures, but, in a little over four months, I have sold about sixty pounds of honey. That's not bad considering that, once it has been bottled and labelled, the effort involved is minimal other than collecting the cash and keeping the little stall stocked.
There are times when I consider the effort of harvesting honey from the hives and wonder if being a reseller is the way forward.*
Anyway, to the point of today's entry, Pete the beekeeper dropped off a thirty pound tub of honey yesterday and today my main achievement was that I managed to clarify, bottle and label about one third of it.
I resupplied my little stall and we are open for business ...again.
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* Then I wander up to the colonies for an inspection and realise that I have an interest that has moments that are truly zen. Who wouldn't want that!
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Hi,
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Badman