I love orchards and have a dream of owning one...
And now I have found a secret, hidden orchard.
It is a small field that has been planted with a variety of trees. I made my first visit of this year and it is exploding with life, light and colour.
The gate is locked but I'm afraid I sneak in anyway. I walk gently and cause no harm.
Some of the trees are in full blossom, some yet to come into bud
It is wild and overgrown,
I need to wear my wellies as the nettles are already knee high
It was a bright sunny day and I felt almost breathless with excitement as I looked up through the petals to the clear blue sky
Wherever I looked, it was beautiful! There were poplars by the river
White blossoms-
I wandered around, content and absorbed.
Winter seemed a distant dream.
It is a small field that has been planted with a variety of trees. I made my first visit of this year and it is exploding with life, light and colour.
The gate is locked but I'm afraid I sneak in anyway. I walk gently and cause no harm.
Some of the trees are in full blossom, some yet to come into bud
It is wild and overgrown,
I need to wear my wellies as the nettles are already knee high
It was a bright sunny day and I felt almost breathless with excitement as I looked up through the petals to the clear blue sky
White blossoms-
pale pink cherries
Sugar pink cherries with their ballerina-like tutus
And crab apples, a still deeper crimson.
I wandered around, content and absorbed.
The sun shone warmly through the new leaves
The sweet scent of flowers filled the air
Winter seemed a distant dream.
