The apple trees are blooming. As the old song goes:
I’ll be with you in apple blossom time,
I’ll be with you to change your name to mine.
Someday in May, I’ll come and say,
Happy the bride, the sun shines on today.
What a wonderful wedding it will be.
What a wonderful day for you and me.
Church bells will chime,
You will be mine
in apple blossom time.