Mr. Watley stopped by the blog this afternoon. And folks, he not only visited, but he left a personal note in which he used the word apiarist. As most of you know, I have always been a sucker for a gentleman with an excellent vocabulary.
I’ve been enjoying Mr. Watley’s publication for years. It’s something I wish I could have shared with my Dad — literate, smart-assed, sarcastic and gut-bustingly funny. Oh, and often drenched in good scotch. My Dad would have loved it.