A few weeks ago I was invited to join a picnic of a local beekeeping society. The invitation came out of the blue but I gladly agreed to join them, although I am not yet keeping bees and I am not a member of any beekeeping society. The day was perfect and together with my parents I drove to my cousin’s beehouse where the event took place. I was not surprised to meet many older men, together with their quiet wives. I saw some younger faces too, the future generation of beekeepers.