Winds of Change By Elece HollisSun slants into my room, making light places on the floor, on the furniture, but no warm places. It is a winter sun, nearly an hour late,likely to be gone by early afternoon. The sky is clear, a slate gray, the trees bare and dark against it. The hummingbirds are gone, moved south to places... Continue Reading →

 My two pear trees are showing their age! Instead of the 15 to 25 bushels we have harvested some years there are about 6 or 8 bushels of pears. We picked all we could reach with the orchard ladder. We celebrated our annual Pear Picking Time with Ronee Jordan and her family.These are Keiffer pears. They grow... Continue Reading →

 My two pear trees are showing their age! Instead of the 15 to 25 bushels we have harvested some years there are about 6 or 8 bushels of pears. We picked all we could reach with the orchard ladder. We celebrated our annual Pear Picking Time with Ronee Jordan and her family.These are Keiffer pears. They grow... Continue Reading →