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To Be The Land of Milk and Honey - Beginning Beekeeping
Months and months ago, in the middle of winter in a 3rd floor walk-up in Brooklyn, I made one of my first calls to a real Tennessean. His name was Ed Johnson, or Ed, The Honey Man. About an hour later I hung up the phone with a huge grin on my face. In addition to putting me at ease with the idea of taking on bees with no previous experience, in his disarming drawl he had regaled me with a story about his old girlfriend, who shares my name, and various tidbits of useful local information. It was one of those calls that made my week.