The leaves are gone and the flowers are wilted. The end of the show was just as gorgeous as the beginning.
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Last weekend we took a family walk through one of my favorite orchards. It has been around for as long as I can remember. There is a Spanish-style estate perched on top of the hill–I’ve always dreamed of living there. Friends, I am so thankful we took that walk and I brought my camera to capture the last splendor of fall. When I drove by a couple of days ago they were tearing out the trees. I hope that they replant and that the trees, with their gnarly branches, were simply past their production prime. It seems that our orchards are endangered–easy targets for developers. But I’m hopeful that I’ll see something new planted there this spring. How sad to lose this treasure.
