The apple blossoms were in full bloom, and the orchard looked as if it had been dusted in pink snow. Every few seconds, a gusty, warm wind bellowed down the hillside and into the bay, a roar followed by a brief silence in which another sound would emerge: the hum of bees on the blossoms."Reminds me of The Wizard of Oz when the movie turned into Technicolor," Willo said, pushing up the sleeves on her long-sleeved T-shirt. "Feels like May.
-Viola Shipman
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