17/04/2026
Good morning!
This is a strange one to write.
I’m retiring from beekeeping 🐝
Not long ago I moved all of the hives, full of hope and beans. But things have changed, and enough so that I’ve had to really look at everything and ask what I’m actually able to hold, not just what I want to hold.
I don't think of this as failure. It actually feels like the opposite. I'm choosing my own capacity, my own life, my own people, and not abandoning that in the name of something else, even something that I deeply love and will miss immensely.
There’s something oddly fitting in the name Lucky Dog. I do feel lucky. Lucky that I got to do this at all and lucky that I may one day get to do it again.
My local association will be stepping in to take over their care and for that I'm immensely grateful.
I'm grateful too to the landowners who have hosted me and my bees since I arrived here.
I've met some kind, lush people through Lucky Dog, some of whom I consider friends.
Thank you to everyone who’s supported me, bought honey, followed along, asked questions, cheered me on. It’s meant more than I’ve probably said.
I’ll be selling any remaining jars through Morning Glory coffee shop (as long as they’ll have me), and the rest of last year’s honey I’m keeping back... for gifts, for a wedding, for friends and family.
Anyway. That’s the update.
Diolch yn fawr, thank you and see you around ✌️🍯