Nov 21, 2021
[ @glaciater ]
“Hey. Hey. Hey, wait, stop,” she said, suddenly tugging on Lissandra’s arm with one hand and pointing towards the other end of the farmer’s market. Past the stalls selling fruits and vegetables and past the ones selling handmade crafts were a bunch of apiaries, and their beekeeping owners close by.
“We should get bees. For our house.”