There is an old plum orchard near our house...
Each year about this time the abandoned orchard comes into flower.
For a fortnight it turns into white marvel.
A mysterious garden.
For years new plum-trees have grown around the orchard.
They have a beautiful spherical shape as the tree in the photo below.
In the autumn they have lots of plums, but they are inedible. So sour.
|A plum-tree that has run wild in its spring loveliness|
When May comes
nightingales hiding in the thicket of the orchard start singing their love songs.
They sing day and night for two, three weeks.
Apparently the birds got used to people and the noise people make.
They seem not to pay attention to their neighborhood,
however sometimes they fly away frightened when they are disturbed too much.
It does happen from time to time, and believe me it is so quiet then.
I can't wait to hear them sing again this year.