Honey Cave 2 Jar

“I give these as gifts with my local wildflower honey. The amber glass looks so rustic and premium. People reuse the jars for years, which is free advertising for my apiary.” –

The cave mouth was smaller than she’d imagined—a jagged grin in the limestone, dripping with moss. She squeezed through, headlamp cutting a shaky beam into the dark. The air smelled of wet stone and something else. Something sweet, but ancient. Not the cloying scent of supermarket clover honey, but a deeper, darker fragrance, like mead brewed in a king’s tomb. Honey Cave 2 Jar