Lately I've been very busy preparing Meyerbeer's opera "Les Huguenots" at the Bard SummerScape festival. I'm gone most of the week parading in 4" stiletto pumps on stage, but come home on Sundays and Mondays to tend to the menagerie and the garden. While I'm away things are in good hands with second in command, Wende. The other day she said, "You know, it's like going shopping in the backyard. I stop to pick a bunch of raspberries on my way to collect Uno's egg and on the way back to the house I pick some Sungold tomatoes and a couple of cucumbers." That was one of the nicest compliments I could get. The garden is looking beautiful and bearing just enough produce for the two of us. Yesterday I unearthed several dozen heads of garlic. It won't last long given my style of cooking, but it's a start. Today we had an even sweeter reward. After only three-and-a-half months of beekeeping I removed approximately 60 lbs of honey from my hive. The girlz were very cooperative and no one got hurt in the process. The whole experience so far has been incredibly rewarding and I am grateful to Andrew Cote and the New York City Beekeepers Association for the guidance and support.