If you drive the back-roads of Milton-Freewater you'll pass more orchards than you can count, and it's impossible to figure out which ones belong to which orchard-owner. Davis Orchards is actually owned by the grandparents of a guy I went to elementary school with back in the day, and he actually married the love of his life here, in a clearing amidst the apple trees on a beautiful late summer evening. I pass this lovely entrance to their farm only occasionally, but I always remember that beautiful wedding when I do.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Davis Orchards
If you drive the back-roads of Milton-Freewater you'll pass more orchards than you can count, and it's impossible to figure out which ones belong to which orchard-owner. Davis Orchards is actually owned by the grandparents of a guy I went to elementary school with back in the day, and he actually married the love of his life here, in a clearing amidst the apple trees on a beautiful late summer evening. I pass this lovely entrance to their farm only occasionally, but I always remember that beautiful wedding when I do.
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the place is simple but magnified by your memories!
Yes, I agree with Malyss. A place magnified by memory, grows beyond the normal constraints. I like the sense of morning that the lights across the way add to this entrance.
I am hoping that the orchards everywhere will still be in bloom mid-April. I know they will be in Yakima!
That must have been some wedding!
P.S. kinda cool to imagine my blue windows and bicycle shot as a screensaver in WW or MF!
It's on my desktop. I can see it as I type. :)
Lovely memory, your description made me wistful...
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