While we wait for our new house to blossom, the fruit trees in the garden are about to burst into bloom.
Little by little, the days are getting longer.
It's no longer pitch black when I get home each night.
There's a hint that Spring is on the way.
James sprayed the white nectarine today to prevent another year of curly leaf.
Tasting the first fruit of the season, warmed by the summer sun is a sensation I'll never forget.
It doesn't get much better than that.
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