Soothing sound of acacia forest and buzzing of bees fill my childhood memories. Since I was 6 years old my father would take me to the apiary located in the heart of acacia forest. At that age I could not care less about bees except to obey my dad’s warnings whenever I was approaching too close and disturbed the busy insects.  It was a distinctive time to gather white mushrooms with my energetic grandpa, also a beekeeper.   Time passed by and eventually hectic lifestyle in the office and urban noise frenzy revived my childhood memories filled with calming buzz of the bees and rustling noises of the forest. So I decided to transform beekeeping heritage, passion, and experience into a full time commercial operation.  Life is wonderful and bees pump life in my days.  I enjoy fully submerging into the life of my bees to decode their needs, preferences, and distress.

I am the third generation beekeeper in my family.  With a lifetime of experience, we know bees. 


My great-grandfather.

1970, My father, both grandparents, and family taking bees to acacia to make world's finest honey.

Beekeeping is a family tradition.