Another Orchard

The Night Planted Orchard is famously (in its own readership of one) named because it was planted at night due to the pressures of other work. But ours is an area where orchards run wild. The trick is not growing them, but taming them like a wild stallion and stopping them from running amok. There are rumours of an orchard here in this beautiful and remote spot in the Hebrides. I can't even begin to imagine what I would have to call that in this place hewn by bleeding fingers from raw granite, and sucking bog, and raging seas.

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