Easter is over and with it all the friends and relations have left-the-farm. It is back to life as normal. And today that means trimming the trees. It is very late for some. The apples and the cherries, the pears and the roses should have been done on the coldest day of winter. And I meant to do it, I did. But did you see how cold it was out there? Well, I did and I tucked the blanket a little tighter under my chin and pronounced I would do-it-another-day. Well. I am here to say that day never came. The days just kept getting colder and windier, and that…