As promised, I returned to the nectarine orchard in search of clouds of pink blossoms. Found ’em, too. Looky here:
It was cold up there on the ridge. The wind tossed the branches about, and rose to a howl. Then it would quiet down, and I’d try again to get a focused image.
But even when the clouds blew by and the sun came out, there was no busy humming. I did not see or hear any bees. This is not a good sign. Dr. Nikki Rothwell explains it all for you in a bracingly clear column from this morning’s Record-Eagle.
Hold a good thought for some spring warmth, a little kindness, a little contented hummmmm.
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p.j. grath
May 17, 2009
Those blossoms are exquisite! You were brave to face the wind. I stayed deep in the woods today, where the air was calmer.
Gerry
May 18, 2009
I hid out at the bottom of the hill for awhile. The sun came out, the wind was gentler, and red-winged blackbirds landed on the fenceposts and sang. It was lovely, but of course I didn’t get a single useful photo of any of it. I wished, though, that I could upload the blackbird’s song.
flandrumhill
May 18, 2009
Oh my! That first photo should be in the dictionary under ‘Spring.’
‘clouds of pink blossoms’ – well said.