Hilary sent some iPhone pictures she took of Ben in a field of flowers they found on their way back to Death Valley. Amazing how a desert can bloom so suddenly.
Outside our kitchen window is a large apricot tree. It was planted maybe 30 years ago, and every year it fills with the most brilliant blossoms. Unfortunately, there are no other apricot trees within flying range of the average honeybee, so we get maybe six apricots a year if we’re lucky. If we got another apricot tree, we’re told, we’d get tons of apricots from the big one. Worth considering, but then it’s a whole ’nother tree to irrigate through the hot summers.
I’ll think about it.