Bee keeping. On a good, warm day, watching the bees dance around the entrance as they enter and exit the hive is mesmerising. You then follow their path upwards, as a steady stream of foragers comes and goes from gardens as far as three miles away. There's the soporific drone of the hive at work, the smell of flowers and wax and of wood smoke from the smoker. You move through the frames slowly in a Zen-like state of mind, and watch delicious, amber honey build up in the frames. Can't beat your own honey.