I came across a photo today of my Grandpa Birkey.
Looks like he is quiet happy with the frame of honey from his hives with knife in hand! Who needs a hive tool! This was taken around the late 40's. Not sure what happened to the top bar.
Here's a photo of the farm as I remember it as a little kid. I remember the tree stump that was rolled out into the driveway under that big tree in the center and chicken heads coming off with their bodies running all over the place. Grandma's garden was to the right of the house.
Today, the old farmstead looks very different.