This is achingly sweet, honestly. Bees, and 221B domesticity removed to the well-earned privacy of Sussex, and Holmes being longsuffering of the fame Watson's writing has foisted on him, and just the way they fit so well together...

If I tell you that walk actually brought a tear to my eye, will that communicate the depth of how much I loved this fic?

(As an aside: I also recommended it at Tumblr (http://marta-sherlock.tumblr.com/post/83832195066/fic-rec-the-keeping-of-a-secret-detective-author).)