Author Archives: Roger Gosden
A tornado not heading to Oz
Suddenly Uncle Henry stood up. “There’s a cyclone coming …” he said. Thus, began Dorothy’s voyage over the Kansas prairie with her dog, Toto, carried by a tornado. The first warnings were the wail of the wind and bowing grass. … Continue reading
Queen Elizabeth and the bees
While observing expressions of public affection and admiration for Queen Elizabeth II from afar, I began to muse about other queens. Queen bees in my hives. They shouldn’t be called monarchs by any stretch in the meaning of royalty. But … Continue reading
End of Second Elizabethan Age
We are no longer Elizabethans. This view is one of my first memories, from sitting on my father’s shoulders as the golden state coach paraded along the Mall after the Coronation. A symbol has passed that lent a sense of … Continue reading
World Honeybee Day at a Meadery
Plans for the morning were interrupted when I heard the Silver Hand Meadery in Williamsburg was filling glasses for all-comers this morning. And why? It’s World Honeybee Day on the third Saturday in August. The calendar event has gone international … Continue reading
Night Flight
Do you fly at night sometimes? I flew in my dreams last night with arms outstretched for gliding over rooftops. I didn’t see any birds although on landing back in reality in the morning I learned that an estimated 10,400 … Continue reading







