Celebrating Apricots in Springtime
In March, the epic winter rains broke just long enough for a fabulous apricot bloom. The mustard was up to my neck and nearly as bright as the sun. The…
In March, the epic winter rains broke just long enough for a fabulous apricot bloom. The mustard was up to my neck and nearly as bright as the sun. The…
My fondest memories of growing up in Saratoga, surrounded by a remnant French Prune orchard, have to do with experiencing the seasonal rhythm of the fruit trees. I vividly remember…