APRIL 17: Spring Blossoms
“How do you feel?” asked the first apple blossom of a pear blossom on one of the other trees in the orchard.
“Splendidly,” said the pear blossom. “How about yourself?”
“Never better,” said the apple blossom. Now when the other pear blossoms and apple blossoms heard these two talking they all wanted to see what was going on.
And before long they were all out talking and chatting while some of them were having games with the Breeze Brothers who blew them to the ground and made it look as if the snow had come again.
“Did your tree have a secret to whisper to you?” asked the first apple blossom.
“Yes,” answered the first pear blossom. “I was just about to ask you the same question.”
“It’s this way with us,” said the first apple blossom. “You see the farmhouse is very shabby. It has been needing a coat of paint for so many years. And the people who live inside are so poor they can’t afford anything they don’t actually need.
“They feel badly that they cannot afford to have their house painted for it would look so much brighter and prettier.
“Well, it has been this same way for so many, many years, as I said before. And they have had bad luck with the potatoes and the corn every year. Something always happens. Bugs eat up the potatoes and a storm is likely to come and hurt the corn just when it would be growing quite perfect.
“All these things my tree whispered and said, ‘Little blossoms, all of you must be beautiful so for one season in the year the people in the farmhouse will think they have the loveliest of homes. Make their dingy home look like a fairyland.’” And once again the blossoms gave joy to the people in the dingy farmhouse, who every year had the most beautiful place owing to the blossoms.