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Tag: apple tree
Soul Food for saturday
Why wait we for the appleās sad falling broke with the inevitability of gravity as tender to the tree she goes and comes again next autumn. The fruit is bitter on the tongue of one who does not watch the silent ebb and flow of life midst the bark and heart of wood. Sad then…
Blossom
And a lot of it!! But not many bees, but I think I have found the answer thanks to Resurgence and a book by Philip Chandler