At dusk in a southern region of Senegal, West Africa, three men don winter coats, rubber boots and pull on canvas sweatshirt with attached veil and put on rubber gloves tying strips of old fabric around the cuffs to secure the openings to make sure none of the tiny, but deadly creatures we plan to rob invade the makeshift suit.
We are going to collect honey in mangrove forest just beside the small village of Sangako at night from African bees. Also known as killer bees. The three men have been doing this for years, their wisdom precedes their age and they understand the risk they take for the liquid gold they hope to find.
Sadly 2016 got to be very busy being back home in Minnesota after returning in April of 2016 from my Peace Corps Response Beekeeping position in Grenada, Eastern Carribbean. I wanted to write, wish you a happy and hopefully productive 2017 and let you know what I’ve been up to.
“There are some people who could hear you speak a thousand words, and still not understand you. And there are others who will understand — without you even speaking a word.” – Yasmin Mogahed
Before living abroad I was constantly reading. Library books, blogs, magazines, essentially anything I could get my hands on. I’m a generalist. I know enough about most things to get the general idea and be able to explain it to others. Most of my friends happen to be specialists, knowing deep about a certain thing… Continue reading Random Trends I see in America