Almond Tree and Prisoners

Almond Tree and Prisoners As a child I lived near a farm a farm that was next door to a prison camp. Russian prisoners marched up and down trying to keep warm it was January with much frost, year of 1945 I thought of this today on my walk passed my almond tree that is situated so good it catches most of the westerly sun, yet hidden behind a Holm oak protected by Nordic wind blasts. My tree is already flowering, it has pink petals shivers a bit dressed in a delicate nightdress. The Russians had to wait longer for their spring when it came, it was false one, they were sent home and put in prison camps for surrendering to the enemy. For some the winter is endless.