the orchard is empty

the orchard is empty and the fruit is all down and the trucks have driven away and left only their tire tracks in the grass and the delicate lingering fumes of their exhaust as a fine mist in the treetops, a filigree of vapor and chemical rind that leaves slowly and at the whim of the breeze.Β  we put the ladders away, back in the barn where they will collect the seasons’ dust and cobwebs as they long for the touch of our hands and the trod of boots on their rungs in the night of the year

a quiet has returned to the place where the buzzing of bees and bird-song are the loudest sounds we hear and a fox peers tentatively from under the fence in the far west end and a man I know steps lightly on the morning stairs, down and down from the ancient painted house and into the yard as the newling morning sun peeks over the distant mountains and the crisp in yesterday’s air left in the evening breeze behind warm currents that lofted lazily into the yard and scooted the leaves yon and away.Β  the quiet will be here for a long while and the trees will settle for their slumber and life abides and kindles a slow flame like a warm and hiding light…and the orchard is empty and the fruit is all down as we pray to our gods for a gentle winter and wet

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20 responses

  1. Sounds like a peaceful orchard.

    March 15, 2012 at 5:42 am

    • Very peaceful, Jeremy…thank you for visiting and for letting me know you were here. πŸ™‚

      March 15, 2012 at 6:05 am

  2. What an amazing orhard! Relaxing prose to accompany a rather sad image but that’s the beautry of nature, we get to enjoy it all again this year! πŸ™‚

    March 15, 2012 at 5:51 am

    • Thank you, Chillbrook…and yes, we get to enjoy it all over again this year. πŸ™‚

      March 15, 2012 at 6:06 am

  3. Great colors Scott.

    March 15, 2012 at 6:31 am

  4. I’d think this time of year, the orchards would be beginning to bloom. When they do, you’ll need to post those photos, which will no doubt be breathtaking! These are nice, but I’m ready for pinks, whites, and yellows, again. πŸ˜‰

    March 15, 2012 at 6:33 am

    • Yes, Marcy, they would be blooming at this time of year…and those photos would be spectacular. One can tell, though, that this was from a few months ago in that quieting time. I’m looking forward to flowers on the trees, too. πŸ™‚

      March 15, 2012 at 6:56 am

      • I know it’s a fall picture, but I had to say something. Haven’t you learned yet, some of us just like to add our two cents? I usually let that first thought fly. πŸ˜‰ And that, my Dear, was my ‘first’ thought. πŸ™‚

        March 15, 2012 at 7:05 am

        • Of course, Marcy. πŸ™‚

          March 15, 2012 at 7:09 am

  5. Beautiful symmetry and rhythm.

    March 15, 2012 at 7:14 am

  6. Nice to see some orchards left standing. Last fall when I drove through Orem, I noticed all the old orchards had been transformed to growing McMansions. Friends left behind kept telling us of a good size city springing up in the middle of the desert out in Cedar Valley. The traffic was so insane I didn’t go back to some of the old haunts as I had planned. Somehow the word progress doesn’t seem to quite fit.

    Lovely photo, though….. I do hope I’m not pulling another cup half empty to the mood…

    March 15, 2012 at 11:43 am

    • Yes, there were some orchards left, but this photo was actually taken near my folks house when they lived in Colorado. To date, I haven’t done much exploring down in Orem, so I don’t know what orchards might or might not be left. And you’re right, Gunta, progress isn’t always as sweet as it’s supposed to be.

      Thank you for the nice words about the photo…and don’t worry about the half empty cup(s)…they actually do exist, regardless of what others say. πŸ™‚

      March 15, 2012 at 6:03 pm

  7. Lovely symmetry and colour in your orchard photo – very nice indeed.

    March 15, 2012 at 4:44 pm

    • Thank you, Victoria. πŸ™‚

      March 15, 2012 at 5:47 pm

  8. George Weaver

    The melancholy is lovely here, Scott. We all know the orchard will come alive in its own good time. Well-written and photographed too!

    March 16, 2012 at 12:49 am

    • I do believe the melancholy is rich there, George…and that’s part of the back-story of the shot, something that was tangible in that visit at my folks’ house…and something that I believe still permeated the writing these several months later. Thank you for noticing that…and for your nice words about the writing and photo.

      March 16, 2012 at 5:50 am

  9. George Weaver

    Do those trees look remarkably like perfectly aligned slingshots to you? The angle of this shot is pleasing to look at.

    March 16, 2012 at 12:51 am

    • Yes, George, the trees do rather look like slingshots. My mom was friends/acquaintances with the orchard owners and she said there was something intentional about the way they were pruned/trained to grow like that. The fruit is easier to harvest when it’s not stuck in the middle of the tree. I was actually standing outside of a six-foot chain-link fence to take the photo…so the angle was what I could manage with the lense poking through or right up next to it, but I like it, too…thank you.

      March 16, 2012 at 5:46 am

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