Rounding up the flock…
Rounding up the flock…
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From our own hives — raw, unfiltered, and floral with whatever's blooming.
Six hives sit at the upper edge of the orchard, behind a windbreak of maples. The bees forage where they want; we don't truck them anywhere. What they bring back depends entirely on the season — clover and orchard blossom in early summer, goldenrod and aster as fall comes in, with patches of basswood, raspberry, and whatever volunteer wildflowers seeded themselves along the fenceline that year.
We crush the comb instead of spinning it, strain through a coarse mesh just enough to catch the wax, and bottle it warm. Nothing is heated past hive temperature, nothing is filtered fine, and the honey keeps the pollen, enzymes, and propolis that pasteurized supermarket honey loses. The flavor is darker and more complex than what you're used to — closer to molasses than to sugar water.
Crystallization is normal and reversible. If your jar gets cloudy or grainy after a few months, set it in a bowl of warm (not hot) water for ten minutes and stir; it loosens right up. We sell it in 16oz glass jars, refillable for $11 if you bring the empty back.
Take it home from the farm, grab it in town, or have it dropped at your door.
Within our delivery zone — small fee + minimum applies at checkout.
Same farm + town pickup options as fresh goods.