Babs Young has been out and about in the Township paying attention to growing things. She found strong evidence that there will be excellent–and local–treats for us to eat this summer.
Earlier in the spring, you will recall, that was by no means a sure thing. On May Day the orchard was bare. Babs wrote: These trees are getting ready to give us some fruit sometime this summer. Hopefully it will warm up enough for them to blossom . . .
A couple of weeks later the apricot trees up at King Orchards on M-88 bloomed. Things were looking up.
Then Babs found a morel in her garden mulch. She wrote: I have probably found 3 morel mushrooms in my life. This one was in one of my gardens, so I had to photograph her. Here she is, Lady Morel. She was also the one and only morel.
By Memorial Day cherries were in bloom all over the County, and there was local asparagus and rhubarb at the farm markets. Not only that (and this is not a trivial matter) – it seems to have stopped snowing.
I don’t see very many movies these days, but I did see The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, and I liked it very much, as you might expect. I leave you with this thought (no matter who said it first): Everything will be all right in the end. If it’s not all right, it is not yet the end.