At last the sun is shining and everywhere is bathed in glorious sunlight.
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I have been busy at The Allotment, where the fruit trees are blossoming;
the Bramley Apple tree and the Cox's Pippin Apple tree covered with soft pink apple-blossom amongst the new glossy leaves.
The trees in the garden are dripping with blossom and a visit to one of my favourite walled gardens
also found the newly planted Apple trees in the orchard laden with blossom.
The recent Stitchery project was of a bird's nest in amongst branches covered with pink blossoms,
but surrounded as I am with so many real and beautiful subjects, I could not resist interpreting the design to reflect the trees around me.
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In another few days the wind will have blown the blossom from the branches to cover the ground in a pink and white confetti; but happily what is left behind is the promise of a bountiful harvest of apples.
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