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APPLE TREE

Climbing into the arms of an apple tree, my favorite book in hand, the fragrance of blossoms pulsed on a breeze.
My hiding place among a canopy of leaves, the rain crow cooed in the forest, predicting rain.
On summer days, the apple tree offered a cool shade, a place for picnics, savoring fried apple pies.
Great-Grandpa Dallas Matheson planted an apple orchard above the frost line on Shewbird Mountian.
Great-Grandma Martha Matheson  dried fruit: the horse apple, hog sweet, red June, striped June, striped May, pumpkin apple, queen pippin, pound apple, black beauty.
Each spring the apple trees rejoiced and washed the woods with a blanket of snow. --Brenda Kay Ledford

AZALEAS

Our neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Carter, have a lovely rhododendron garden. They graciously allowed me to photograph their flowers. I hope my blogger friends will enjoy these azaleas.


























I hope my blogger friends have enjoyed these flowers.