Much happened while the bee man was away in Jordan. Tunisia, Egypt and Yemen rose up. Wisconsin followed suit. Finally, it seemed the whole world lit up with the torch of freedom. I remember feeling concerned for the bee man's safety being over there in the thick of things. One day, while driving buy the Elm Hill Pike bee yard I pronounced his name aloud, repeatedly savouring the exotic Arabic flavor of the not-quite-gutteral "h" in Talafhah. Later that day I received an email from him! He was back! I would have bees soon. Words aloud. Words allowed.
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