Why we started keeping bees.
Our story starts with one stubborn swarm.
Why we started keeping bees.
2018 — Present
In 2018, a wild swarm settled in a tree on our property and wouldn't leave. Instead of calling someone to remove it, we called a beekeeper to teach us how to keep it — and that first stubborn colony became hive number one.
Seven years later, we tend twelve hives along the water in Meredith. Every jar of honey and every candle we sell traces back to those hives, not a supplier. We don't blend in outside honey to stretch a batch, and we don't buy wax in bulk to pour candles faster. If the season is thin, we sell less honey — not different honey.
The name comes from a joke that stuck: the property felt "bewitched" the summer the bees moved in on their own, and it's been Bewitched Acres ever since.
A colony moved into a tree on the property; a neighbor beekeeper helped us hive it instead of removing it.
Four hives, a hand-crank extractor, and our first jars sold at the end of the driveway.
Started rendering our own cappings wax instead of tossing it — the first tapers sold out in a weekend.
We started inviting people to suit up and see the hives themselves — now our favorite part of the season.
In The Field
