As the apples sway in the breeze, they bump against the ledger lines that are stung exactly like sheet music. Each ledger line is actually tightened in between measures (like music, that’s what arborists here call the posts: measures). Each ledger is tuned to a certain harp like frequency. As the wind, wire and fruit gently mix with each other, there is music in the air.
Who among us hasn’t had our heads and hearts turned by a shrine.