“I work hard in the orchard, not for the money anymore, but for something I can’t explain. Something worth more than money.”― Steven Herrick I have only faint childhood memories of occasionally picking fruit.  I recall muscadines and plums, and the blackberries that grew in the wild bushes surrounding the pond behind our home. One year …

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“I work hard in the orchard, not for the money anymore, but for something I can’t explain. Something worth more than money.”― Steven Herrick I have only faint childhood memories of occasionally picking fruit.  I recall muscadines and plums, and the blackberries that grew in the wild bushes surrounding the pond behind our home. One year …

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