The raw honeycomb was a marvel of bee engineering, the hexagon tessellation, a sweet golden mosaic. It was soft yet firm enough to hold, the wax chambers build strongly enough to hold their sacred mead.
The honey speaks of the work of a million busy bees, moment after moment giving their attention to newly opened buds.
The sweet buzzing jive of the bees in each warm sky has brought forth this honey, this golden sweetness with the taste of wildflowers.
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