“Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.” Vincent van Gogh
When spring arrives, there are few places I would rather be than among blooming orchard trees. With a short blooming season, at the first sight of pink and white, I make my way to Robinette’s. With the spring sun setting, dusk is the most beautiful and peaceful time to meander through the trees and walk the trails.
“And hard cider was the fate of most apples grown in America up until Prohibition. Apples were something people drank.” Michael Pollan, The Botany of Desire.