Greetings all and it's time to prepare ourselves as the temperature rises another three degrees today and slowly increments until the end of the week. Hydrate, take your time and be sensible everyone. On that note please allow me to express my love, gratitude and kudos to Marion, Anna, Jo, Shilpa, Donna and Russell. Keep sharing the love everyone and my deepest gratitude to you all.

Today, I was pondering what to say and then discovered a receipt from Orchard, ergo, the premise of today's message. Let us look at our own personal orchard and how we can cultivate the best from it. If we look to an apple orchard in its literal terms we know that first we'd need to find a place that will sustain the apple trees. Then we plant the seeds, tend the saplings as they grow and keep away pests. With careful maintenance there will come a time for fruit to be borne and we reap those rewards. Then the autumn comes to winter, the trees shed their leaves and rest and let's protect those trees through those harsh months until spring comes and the cycle continues.
Let's use the same reasoning in our daily lives. Our bodies are our orchards as is the realm around us. Let's keep watering ourselves with the life essence that sustains us, continue our growth with knowledge, love and joy, reap the fruits of harmony, success and happiness and rid ourselves of those pests such as unhelpful thoughts and habits that do not serve us. Then when our winter comes, let us rest, restore and then come again. Of course, you may have your own aspirations and remember there aren't just apple orchards, but plum, pears and so forth. All that matters is we look after it.
Before I go though, here's another tiny snippet from ShadowFruit and it's starting to get a little bit more challenging for the protagonist. Enjoy and remember keep reading.
The shades taunted him. He turned his back on them.
“Where'd you think you're going? Did we give you permission to leave?”
Martin focused on a white fence ahead of a block of Peabody flats.
“You can't shut us out. You can still help Mr. Pathan if you want. Maybe you can show him the light.”
“He can go to hell. Do me a favour and go there yourself.”
The shades screamed, Martin ignored them and walked away.
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