Gone!

Sadly--my Agrimontana cherries are gone!!  Bob and I had the last of them on a baguette for dessert.  This morning I sopped up the last few precious drops of the cherry syrup with a piece of bread, feeling very sorry for myself.  If I could find a way to fit my head inside the jar, I could have licked it completely clean. 
Fortunately, I do have some Tupelo Honey to distract me from my cherry obsession. It's wonderful honey. See the slight green color? That's one sign of it being real Tupelo honey. And the other sign is the taste, of course, which is more complex and less sweet than other honey. When I was younger, I thought it came from Tupelo, Mississippi. Actually, the honey's name is from the Ogeche Tupelo gum tree found in Northwest Florida.  It's quite a labor intensive process to get real Tupelo honey to market. The bee colonies are stripped of all stored honey when the very brief Ogeche Tupelo bloom season begins.  And to make sure that any necter brought to the hives is pure tupelo, the new honey crop is removed to prevent it being mixed with necter brought in by honey bees from non-Tupelo sources.
 
Very nice. Thanks to the beekeepers. And the bees, of course.