One of the things I like about living in the small town that I do, is all the farms and orchards we have so close at our hands. Our children are growing up with several friends that live on farms, and my two boys are so lucky to get to run around with their friends, picking apples, strawberries, tasting peaches and petting sheep, horses, bunnies and chasing chickens.
My youngest son has a good friend who lives on Shelburne Farm, the oldest pick-your-own apple orchard in eastern Massachusetts. I visited today after the owner had sent me an e-mail saying that the peach trees were in bloom. Thank you!
Shelburne Farm's chocolate lab ran ahead of me through the apple orchard and led the way to the peach trees. So funny, as if she knew where I was going. As I approached the peach trees, there was an amazing buzzing sound from hundreds of bees flying from flower to flower. So quick, and so busy, as if they had to visit every flower before the sun sets.
Near leafless trees, covered in thousands of delicate pink little blooms. It's quite the sight for the eye. I can't seem to capture with the camera exactly what I experienced. Peach blossoms, on its own or en masse, either way they are so beautiful.
The trees will bear fruit ready to eat around August, which seems like an eternity from now. Hopefully, the weather will cooperate and hopefully no damaging frost nights will threaten this years crop. Because I'm planning to sit on this bench below with my sons eating the first peaches of the season.