Man on man, could I ever be a cheesehead. I love cheese and always have. My family had an old cousin that lived in Wisconsin decades and decades ago. She worked where cheese was made. She brought back a recipe for cheese, and some of my earliest happy memories were of her cheese. On special occasions mom would make me cheese toast with my breakfast. It was indescribably good. In short, I could be a cheesehead, except for the fact that I am a sissy and couldn't take the winters.
Anyway, you are in good bee country with lots of good beekeepers in your state, and again, welcome aboard.
lazy