My grandfather (Papaw Arvin Pollard for those that didn’t know him) was the honeybee whisperer. I remember standing inside his front door, looking out - through the screen - watching him rob the hives of honey while being covered in honeybees. He never go
I have a love/hate relationship with ❄️❄️❄️. This weekend, I'm not too happy with it -- it's canceled Christmas parties and our moving truck ????. BUT! I'm making the best of it with cookies, hot cocoa, a fire and slice after slice of this Rosemary Cornme