Honeyman Honey
The Honeyman Story
Whispers of Stone and Nectar
In the heart of the ancient kingdom of Fib (Fife), where mist clings to the heather-clad hills, lies a legacy as old as time itself. Our story isn't measured in generations, but in the echoes of millennia, a tale of the bond between man and the golden nectar of the land.
For over 2000 years, my ancestors, the 'Honeymen' were the very first known beekeepers, these original beekeepers got their name from Scottish roots, back when no one had a surname, and most people simply adopted their clan name or trade name. ...so if you wanted honey, beeswax or even protection for your livestock you spoke with someone from clan 'Honeyman'.
These ancestors learned the secrets of bees, understanding the delicate dance between flower and hive. By carefully observing our bees, they taught us how to share in nature's bounty. This knowledge, passed down through countless seasons, is the very essence of our honey.
Today, our hives are still nestled amidst the untamed beauty of Scotland, where our bees forage freely on vibrant wildflowers and the hardy blossoms that paint the landscape in a tapestry of colour.
We honour the traditions of our forebears, allowing nature to guide us, ensuring our honey remains pure, unadulterated, and natural.
Each jar of honey is a testament of this ancient connection, a taste of the wild Scottish landscape, captured in its most pristine form. It's the whisper of stone and nectar, a story as enduring as the mountains themselves.
When you taste our honey, you're not just tasting sweetness. You're tasting history, a legacy, a connection to the very origins of beekeeping. You're tasting the pure, heart of Scotland."