Tale of Ferdinand Frog
This podcast presents a reading from 'The Lore of the Honey-Bee' by Reverend Tickner Edwardes, a classic work on beekeeping. The episode describes a visit to a bee-garden and the encounter with a bee-master, blending natural history with personal reflection. The series explores the history and practice of beekeeping from ancient times to the early 20th century.
Episodes
001 - Introduction - The Oldest Craft Under The Sun
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
002 - The Ancients and the Honey-Bee
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
003 - The Isle Of Honey
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
004 - Bee-Masters In The Middle Ages
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
005 - At The City Gates
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
006 - The Commonwealth Of The Hive
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
007 - Early Work In The Bee-City
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
008 - The Genesis Of The Queen
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
009 - The Bride-Widow
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
010 - The Sovereign Worker-Bee
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
011 - A Romance Of Anatomy
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
012 - The Mystery Of The Swarm
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
013 - The Comb-Builders
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
014 - 'Where The Bee Sucks'
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
015 - The Drone And His Story
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
016 - After The Feast
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
017 - The Modern Bee-Farm
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
018 - Bee-Keeping And The Simple Life
Beneath the bright sun of a June morning, I ventured into a tapestry of fields adorned with blooming clover, arriving at the gate of a bee-garden nestled against the hill. As I lifted the latch, its sharp click summoned a figure from the depths of the garden—a coatless man with wiry brown arms, immersed in his world of hives. The bee-master, with keen grey eyes and a sun-kissed, honest face, welco
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