I will say this for central Europe. When spring arrives—I mean really arrives—the landscape is completely transformed in the space of a two or three weeks. What was once grim and gray becomes lush and green. It’s pretty wonderful.
Time for an outing to the country! Or at least to the exurbs of Warsaw. The international women’s group sponsored a day trip to an apiary, AKA bee farm. Because who doesn’t like honey?
Being on a farm, I had flashbacks to weekends on my grandfather’s hobby farm in Tennessee. He kept bees for a while, too. I remember the jars with the comb still in them. Yum!