
One apple tree in our orchard. "
I am not bound for any public place, but for ground of my own where I have planted vines and orchard trees, and in the heat of the day climbed up into the healing shadows of the woods." Wendell Berry

This is an illustration from one of the best children's books ever, 'Mr. Apple's Family' by Jean McDevitt. It is the story of Mr. Apple and his family . They buy an old home in the country , one with an apple orchard. This is a very quiet and cozy story , a comforting story I love to re-read. Mr. Apple and his wife name their children after different apples and the family and orchard grow. This is a hard book to find, but I own my childhood copy. I particularly love this illustration and you can see it mirrored below...."
Mr. & Mrs. Apple and their five little Apples were cozy and warm in the little red house until spring came and the apple trees were covered with little pink blossoms once more." Jean McDevitt, 'Mr. Apple's Family'

...as our oldest son mowed our young orchard. This photo was taken in the summer of 1990. Unlike Mr. Apple who bought an old home with an old orchard, we bought the land and then planted the tiny fruit trees.Look how small our trees were. We planted fruit trees even before we had power and running water here on Cedar Pond, we knew we would appreciate our trees in the future."
If I thought I was going to die tomorrow I would plant a tree today." Stephen Girard

This is part of our orchard now, the same orchard pictured above. "
Thou shalt not destroy the tree thereof by forcing an axe against them, for thou mayest eat of them and thou shalt not cut them down .(for the tree of the field is man's life) Deuteronomy 20:19
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hat plant we in this apple tree? Sweets for a hundred flowery springs to load the May-wind's restless wings...A world of blessings for the bee...We plant with the apple tree." William C. Bryant. All that and apple pies, applesauce, freshly picked crisp apples just for the picking in the fall when the leaves are on fire with color, but now the trees are sweet of scent and filled with blossoms~ Oh the miracle of the apple tree!
"The wind blew the apple blossoms gently against the house. The moon shone on the apple trees and on the ground covered with apple blossoms. The children slept on and on with the fresh country air blowing on their faces through the crooked little house in the apple orchard." 'Mr. Apples' Family'~ Jean McDevitt