Cynthia was the beekeeper's wife
Their cabin was at the end of the road where there was
however no electricity or city services. Cynthia and Bob Varney shared their quiet lives with the local coyotes, mountain lions, raccoons and Golden Eagles, away from the roar of the freeway.
Stepping off of the porch at night was an adventure. More than once, Bob nearly stepped on a rattlesnake hiding under the house in the dark.
Cynthia was the beekeeper's wife. She would draw water from the well each morning with a bucket, carry it into the cabin, and heat it in a 2.5-gallon tin coffee pot on a wood-gas stove. Wearing bee-proof clothing with a netted hat, Cynthia used to lift 100-pound hives full of honey onto the truck bed and
however drive them over to the Honey Shack down the creek from the cabin for extraction.
