I had the orchard to myself today, and I spent the morning and early afternoon digging up about one hundred fifty willow saplings, labeling about a hundred more half gallon jugs for the cider, and pulling up and cleaning the last of the daikon.
A heavy blanket of fog and mist has crept in from the sea this evening, turning the land into a hauntingly beautiful, eerily otherworldly vista.
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