There are days I look forward to every year. I try not to think about them too much because if I do anticipate too hard, the rest of my year speeds by while I'm thinking of the day that is yet to come. I don't know if this makes sense to you or not? It's like what my mother used to say to me when I was little when I told her I couldn't wait until I was 16...... She always said "Kristin, don't wish your life away. Enjoy the moments you are having now. The rest will come before you know it." And of course, Mom, you were right.
But today, it is a day I look forward to and anticipate the whole year through. It is the day our orchard bloomed.
Our farmhouse is on the edge of an apple orchard. The orchard was planted in the 1960's or 70's (I'm guessing) but it has been pretty much abandoned as far as commercial production for over 20 years. There are over 4000 trees - the only way I know this is that I was told how many were planted all those years ago. The trees are way too far gone to be productive but we still get apples galore. They seem to have reverted back to some kind of wild state because the trees bear every other year. The varieties aren't the greatest - but they are fresh and crisp and for goodness sake, they are right outside my door. The wildlife lives the whole winter on the drops and I feed my pigs and chickens all I can pick. The sheep graze under the trees all summer long giving them great shade. Every other year, we have plenty of apples for applesauce and pies.
We long ago gave up hope of ever bringing the orchard back. But what we do enjoy is walking through it and looking at the trees. And today... oh, I wish I could send you the apple blossom perfume through your computer monitor. It is so sweet and gentle and subtle. And the color of the blossoms is the lightest, gentle pink shade - almost white and transluscent - just like the fragrance.
The orchard is a busy place - it is sensory overload for sure. The bees are buzzing and pollinating like crazy. It's just too beautiful for words. And so I will stop and let you look.
Yes, that's the moon up there between the blossoming branches. What an incredibly beautiful day.