One of the things I will greatly miss about our current home is the abundance of orchards surrounding our town. With so many farms, an open market stand is only ever a minute away.
When the first of the sweet strawberries are in season, we head to a farm in town to pick our own. And when I get a craving for a juicy summer peach, I just hop in the car to the stand down the road.
But there's also that fleeting time of year when all of the orchards are a sea of blossoms. Row after row of fragrant apple blossoms and delicate pink peach blossoms; a sight that comes as quickly as it goes.
This evening, while the sun set, and before they disappeared, I took a walk through the orchards and enjoyed the sweet scent of the apple blossoms.