<p>I connected with the orchards in this book because I grew up in a small town in Wisconsin known for its sour cherry and apple production. We lived next to large orchards, and had some undeveloped property with old apple trees. Often a neighboring farmer would spray these trees when he tended his own–not only so we could eat our apples, but so his trees would not catch any of the pests or viruses to which orchard plants are susceptible. One of my favorite times of year was during the blooming season, when one could walk along the orchard rows inhaling the very delicate, sweet fragrance of the pale pink flowers. It’s just dreamy! We also had an old sour apple tree in our back yard, and when it dropped its wormy, unsprayed apples, they would soften, turn a mushy brown, and ferment…Blah! My mother eventually got rid of the tree because it was such pain. I remember well having to clean up the rotten apples–which also attracted yellow jackets. </p>
<p>My kids raised citrus trees down here, in Florida, and we still have a few in our suburban yard. They’re slowly dying, I fear, of a very contagious disease that is predicted to wipe out most dooryard citrus: citrus greening. It makes me sad to see these little trees my kids planted, slowly fading, but I can’t remove them yet. </p>
<p>Orange blossoms, and groves of citrus are headily powerful when they’re blooming. The scent is heavy, and drifts for miles, especially when a little breeze moves the warmed air at night. We were lucky to spend a day with an old time Floridian grove owner, in his groves, when my kids were little; the kidlets even drove the tractor, explored corners of old Florida, investigated a county wide water reclamation area used for “free” water for the groves, and eventually gave trees to this owner, who also supported the kids financially (4-H). He just died, earlier this week, as I discovered upon seeing the obit in the paper. As part of the citrus projects, we competed with trees the kids grew from newly grafted saplings, attended citrus ID and disease classes through the UF extension, explored the financial aspects of maintaining a grove and even marketing the fruit. There was so much to learn, but learn we did–and with pleasure.</p>
<p>All this is to say that fruit trees, both southern and northern, provoke many, many special memories for me and for that reason, I loved passages in this book about the orchards (citrus is always grown in groves, BTW, as I know since I was corrected from the get-go down here
In the end, I thought the destruction of Talmadge’s orchard was heart-breaking. I didn’t understand it, since the only time I’ve seen orchards or groves dug up is for development of the land, when trees had just aged out, or for extermination of disease ridden trees (lots of this for citrus canker). Orchard destruction in the book left me with a negative, sad feeling, especially since it was such a sign of building life for Talmadge and his family. It didn’t seem realistic, from my point of view, and almost spiteful. Poor trees!</p>