There's a small orchard in a corner between the parking lot and the Big Field at Little School. Small and ancient, I should say. The trees have gnarled, thick, stubby branches that have been cut back many times, and suckers grow straight up that have to be pruned every year.
I spied this row of ready-to-plant saplings next to the orchard this morning. I wonder if they're finally going to replace the old trees?
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