The Orchards Estate

Pearmain Drive, Dabinett Crescent, Pendragon Close. After sunset, a mist began to rise. In the blue half-light, the houses faded. I wandered, woozy, under lichen-silvered trees.

This flash story was inspired by a lost orchard in Gloucestershire. It was longlisted as part of the Urban Tree Festival 2023, and published here.

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