After autumn into winter into an early spring, the fruit trees become unruly. Branches and limbs gangle upward reaching hard – seeking the warmth of the sun. Orchardists come out like one-armed lobsters with pruners in hand, snipping and snapping.
And I too, come out and rummage through the fallen branches and harvest some of the tall lithe branches.
And turn them into bundles of spring.
And leave some love on the doorstep of a few hearts. What joy it brings to share the sweet pleasure of watching spring unfold indoors.
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