Honey from our own hives, not overheated. Mead that ages for months, not days.
Blossom and honeydew, creamed to a smooth texture. Capped, not overheated, with bottling date. Crystallization? A sign of real honey.
Honey, water, yeast and time. A drink we let mature in peace and coolness.
At the end of the season, you receive honey with your name on it.
We open the hive, find the queen, you taste honey from the comb.
Throat tincture, bee pollen, candles and cosmetics from beeswax.
Natural wax, lip balms, soaps — with honey and propolis.
Honey, mead, candle — with your dedication.
Mead was brewed by the ancient Slavs as a sacred drink, the Vikings toasted Odin with it. In Bohemia, it was brewed in monasteries and castles, and in the 13th century it was part of the coronation ceremony of Czech kings. We continue that honesty — honey, water, yeast, and patience.
Do you want honey, mead, adopt a hive, or come for a tour? Write us.