Today it's 80 though just a couple of days ago, we awoke to a scrim of frost in the spots on our farm where the cold drains.
The orchards have exploded with a riot of blossoms in the past couple of days. Arthur can tell you which trees blossom first and all the details but I couldn't resist venturing into the orchards to snap a few photos. A bonus was the sight of a Scarlet Tanager flashing amid the blossoms though I was too slow to capture its picture.
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from the lone McIntosh apple tree
planted in the 1950s |
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Sad to report that we lost our bees in the late winter
but happy to report the new bees we purchased
are thriving in the apple orchard |
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Didn't take the time to check the tag on
this tree with the fuchsia blooms |
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Not sure that bluebirds are the
occupants of this house in the orchard |
For the first time in more than 10 years, we are not planting and planning for the Potter County Farmers' Market this spring. While we're focusing all our farm attention on the orchard, our personal attention is drawn to a different kind of apple - this baby girl, born last month to our son Joe and wife Jennifer. She joins her cousins Rowan and Amelia as the apples of their grandparents' eyes.
