Promise
And a persistent gentle hum:
Promises for fall.
The macadamia tree has just finished flowering. It scents the air with a sweet and pungent smell - lovely when it wafts through our windows in warm spring evenings, and sickly when we walk under the tree and catch the full musky-sweet force of the flowers. Shiny, spiky green leaves topped with tender new pink and pale green growth, and long tendrils of tiny flowers that the bees go absolutely mad for. You can hear them buzzing by the hundreds when you walk under the tree too, like the whole thing is a hive.
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