Spring and Flowers

Here in the Pacific Northwest we finally had some sunshine for it’s been raining pretty much non stop these last few months. My husband and I have a lovely piece of property in a valley along the Puget Sound and one of the reasons we bought this place is because it has a small orchard.







It’s not just the fruit that was so alluring, it was the blossoms. Now don’t get me wrong. We’re not wealthy. We’re fortunate to have come across a small home for a really good price but the price was good because the person selling us the house fell into a sad situation and had to sell. And I hope his circumstances have turned around for the better, just like I hope all the young people struggling can find a way out of their financial woes. I cannot turn the tide for them, all I can do is help when I can. Goodness knows I spent many a year praying for a home because I lived out of the back of my truck, in a tipi, by the river, and in shelters a good portion of my single mother life. So I know what it’s like and because of that I hope to sell books so that I can be of assistance to my children and grandchildren and others. Life is not easy. It can be a rose, but it has its thorns.



Anyway, I digress. That’s not why I’m writing this blog. Yesterday when the sun shone for the second day in a row (quite a feat for WA) and all our trees popped out in blossoms, I had to take pictures. So I’m sharing with you these blossoms.



This is our cherry tree bloom.







One of our apple trees. Don’t ask me what kind. This tree was planted over 40 years ago. The apples are huge, soft when cooked so they make great applesauce, and delicious when golden. We also have Macintosh apples and another mysterious cultivar.







Here is our pear tree. This bosc pear tree is also gorgeous when its golden fruit is hanging from it.







And a peculiar fruit that has the consistency of a pear, but isn’t. We have no idea what it is.







And our purple plum tree that has so many plums the poor thing has to be supported in the summer!







I just wanted to share with those of you that love nature and are not fortunate enough to have property to enjoy, whatever the reason. I love my place. It’s a haven. When people talk about “getting away” I count my blessings that my home is equal to such a getaway.



May you also be blessed with beauty, fresh air, and peace!