Red maple trees blossom on their own schedules. The branches I watched the moon slip through like a slow fish last night are now ablaze.
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Red maple trees blossom on their own schedules. The branches I watched the moon slip through like a slow fish last night are now ablaze.
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It all happened overnight, didn’t it. Our apple trees are in bloom as well. Their scent was wonderful on my walk this morning.
We’re a little behind you up here: pear and apples not quite out yet. (which was a disappointment: I like to sit out under the big blossoming pear tree during the full moon of April.)