Thinking back to the old days, I remembered honey. Those ancient times when you got a big glob of honeycomb from a bee keeper. You sloshed it into a quart Mason jar and dug out honeycomb, wax, and honey with a knife to spread on your toast. Once you’d eaten the toast, you could continue to chew on the beeswax like a piece of gum.

Please leave a comment with your first 50 words on the topic “honey.”


Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

3 thoughts on “Honey”

  1. He sat down to eat his dinner at precisely 6:30. She handed him a plate of hot chicken. Tuesday’s menu was always chicken. His glass of water was half full. It was neither cold nor room temperature. Just the way he liked it. At the end of the meal, he said “Come on, Honey, let’s go for that walk.” He didn’t call her Honey out of habit, it was because his wife of fifty years was so sweet.

  2. During winter months, her grandmother would make this concoction of ginger paste, freshly pounded peppercorns, and honey.It was ‘sheesh’, to say the least, only silver-lining being the gob of honey at the base of the marble mortar-pestle. The sickly -sweet taste lingering on the tongue , long after the fire of ginger and peppercorns had subsided.

  3. The pancakes were the house specialty and Myra’s stack had a honeycomb laden with honey on the top. Something totally new to her. Cutting into the fluffy flapjacks and taking a first bite, she discovered that it certainly was a delightful treat for her discerning palate. The ultimate treat was chewing on the beeswax. She had definitely found nature’s own chewing gum.

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