Tom Theobald and Laura Tyler chat about the old fashioned machinery of the honey house. Tom reveals the heart of his business as a beekeeper.
“Far above two contrails shine, catching the light of a sun now far below the horizon. One points southwest toward Los Angeles, the other northwest toward Seattle. In my mind’s eye I see the chattering travelers, sipping cocktails as dinners are delivered, up near the moon it seems, and I am struck by the gulf which separates us. It is more than altitude and distance, both subtle and profound. They pursue their lives on the edge of the future, a high technology world from which I feel so far removed; I follow a life surviving from a distant past: one man, a few machines, plants, insects, and the vagaries of the seasons. In one brief moment of fading light I feel two disparate worlds brush by each other.”
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